Evidence and a mean bee

It's blurry, but there it is - evidence of our little guests. I keep the camera in the living room so I can try and capture the hummingbirds on film. Those little suckers are fast!


In other news, Calvin was playing under the deck last night. I asked Bryan what he was doing and he said her was playing with the bees. As a Mother, the thought ran through my mind "this is not going to end well." Evidently, he was helping them build a new home and there were "sixty-ninety nine" bees under there. Minutes later, there was a scream from Calvin and shockingly, he had been stung on his finger. Oh, the tears and the sobs!!! Most of all, there were hurt feelings. "Mom, I thought the bees liiiiiiiked meeeee! But they diiiidnnnn't!" "Some of the bees played with me, but one bee did not liiiiiiike meeeeeeee!" There is always one, isn't there.