"Bees are Bad"

Today Andrew caught a honeybee. After many tries and many days of watching and pouncing, he succeeded in what he wanted to do. Only it didn't have the outcome he expected.

I was in the kitchen and the boys were outside in the backyard. I have warned Andrew that if he caught a bee it would probably sting him, but I don't think he listened. So, today Andrew ran inside and went into the bathroom. I heard the water running and didn't think much of it. After a couple of minutes Andrew came meekly into the kitchen.

"I caught a bee and it stung me on my finger," he said. Yes, I saw his swollen little finger and the hole where the stinger went in. It was almost funny that he caught a bee. But not when I looked at his face. He was really in pain. So after administering baking soda cream, ibuprofin, benadryl and an ice pack, we discussed the benefits of leaving the bees alone.