Casualty

After checking the bees this afternoon we were sitting on the back stoop talking about how the hive is doing. Emmet climbed over into my lap and put his hand right on top of an errant honey bee. Stinger right to the meaty part of his palm.
The strawberry popsicle seems to have done wonders for the injury. Although every now and then he holds up his hand and says, "bee, hurd, bee, hurd."