A Bee Stung You Where???
Brooklyn and Damon began session 2 of swimming lessons today. (Brittany is at camp this whole week.) We got to the swimming teacher's house and the kids headed for the pool while I was trying to organize some things in the car. A few minutes later, Brooklyn comes to me crying. I asked what was wrong. She said, "A bee stung me on my rear end." So I discreetly peeked under her swimsuit and sure enough, there was a bee sting (no stinger, though). And just in case you're wondering, no, she did not sit on it.
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