Bees

We were walking home from the neighborhood breakfast this morning when Thing 1 was stung by a bee. It really shook her up, and Thing 2 got very upset when we went back to see what was going on and Jeff picked Thing 1 up and Thing 2 didn’t get a chance to see what why Thing 1 was crying. We hustled the two crying girls home, perhaps now the neighbors will think we have tortured our children or something…
And again there are so many things I remember as passing fleeting memories during the day, things that I wrote about before… but when I sit down to the computer to write them down I have forgotten them. I’m so mad at those stupid thieves I could spit.