I hear Naomi scream which is not uncommon especially if the two littles are playing together. It is usually a scrap about not sharing a toy or some other globally impacting offense.
So I start to saunter down to where they are playing when Levi starts screaming, swatting and running in circles. All logical activities if you are being pursued by a very unhappy hive of Yellowjackets.
I end my phone call abruptly and ran as fast as a forty somthin’ fat man can run. I picked them up one under each arm and ran back up the hill (it had to be up hill) and into the house.
The “littles” by this time have escalated to an all out ear piercing scream. Stacey Smith Fischer heard us coming and has dumped the baby into the arms of the disgruntled teenager.
I run up the stairs two at a time with Stacey in my wake. We get the shower running and start stripping toddlers. Then we notice that a few ok, five, Yellowjackets were hiding out in the clothes and are now buzzing around the bathroom. Of coarse they are no match for Stacey, the master wielder of the flyswatter.
Of coarse the pre-teen has to stick her nose into everything and this time it bit her. No literally, one of the not yet slayed by Stacey, Yellowjackets stung Abbi on her ear. She ran out viciously shaking her head and flailing her arms down the hall and into Levi’s room where she laid in the fetal position screaming. The level of scream that she produced is still ringing my ears as I write this post.
Sweet Naomi had 7 stings and as Levi’s running in circles tactic must have worked he only had 4 stings. They are soaking in a way too full bath and the pre-teen is still crying.