So I’m pretty sure they won’t be going on any more bee hunts.
Though I seem to recall thinking the same thing about this time last year.
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So I’m pretty sure they won’t be going on any more bee hunts.
Though I seem to recall thinking the same thing about this time last year.
Ah.
Did you teach them about ‘brush, don’t pull’?
Stingose is surprisingly good. But messy.
Ah.
Did you teach them about ‘brush, don’t pull’?
Stingose is surprisingly good. But messy.
It was too late. He had dealt with it himself. Being a bit embarrassed and not wanting to tell me it had happened. Again. And then he burst into tears and cuddled on my lap.
We went the iceblock and frozen peas route – a la the jellyfish sting from earlier in the year – which happened to the same boy. Of course.
I remember slathering myself in stingose when we went camping. It does work. Surprisingly, as you say.
Allergic, Allergic.
Running frantically away….
Owie.
Have you finished Handmaid’s Tale yet?
Yes, I was worried about the allergies stuff and stayed fairly close for the next hour or so. But he seems not to be allergic. At least at the moment – he’s had quite a few now.
Not quite, Suse. Last section left. I’ll probably skive off this afternoon to finish it.
Suppose it’s getting too late for a photo of said lawn? sounds delicious.