Poor little guy keeps getting strange bee stings. The first two were on his hand and yesterday when we got home from the store he was looking at the cell tower and said..."Mama, it's falling". The clouds were moving behind it giving it the effect of swaying. Then the wind picked up a little bit and he started screaming. I thought dust got in his eye and brushed it away...it was a stinger from a bee. He was upset for a while, but then sat down and had some Pan Dulce and Blood Orange Italian Soda for a snack. Well, this morning he got up all cheerful and I saw his face. Oh, dear...his eye is all puffy and swollen, but he doesn't even notice it.
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