A Bee, a Bee, a Bee

Molly is a lover of the outdoors. She picks flowers all day long. She loves digging in the dirt and mud. She picks up worms and ants. Any bug really that crawls inspires interest. But add some wings to said bug and the girl loses her mind. Anything that flies by prompts a shout of "abeeabeeabee!!!!!!!!!!!" (all one word). We remain calm and assure her that bees don't like little girls just flowers. This works until the next close encounter.

Last night we were awakened by Molly's screaming. Unusual as she hasn't woken up in the middle of the night for quite some time now. Daddy went to her room to investigate. Molly was convinced there were bees in her room. Big fat buzzing bumble bees everywhere. Poor girl. She really was frightened. Daddy did his best to calm her down and reassure her that there weren't any bees in her room (the wind was howling and rattling the window a bit making it "buzz") but after two trips back she still wasn't convinced. Mommy's turn as Daddy needed to get up for work the next day. The third time seemed to be the charm. I held her and stroked her hair until she was calm, put her back in bed (after a thorough bee inspection) and she drifted off the sleep. The whole ordeal lasted more than an hour. She seem none the worse for wear this morning but did wake up crying that there was a bee in her room. I'm sure this is just the beginning of the "somethings in my room" stage. We're actually surprised it didn't start sooner and we were expecting monsters not bees. Ya just never know.

My niece Danielle rows for Stetson University (FL). Her 4 person boat took the gold at the regionals and qualified to compete in the Dad Vail Regatta in Philadelphia which was held this past weekend. They won their heat on Friday so we got a chance to see her row on Saturday. Unfortunately, they placed third in their heat and did not make the finals. We did get a chance to spend time with Danielle her sister Nicole and my bother Grant and SIL Sue. We had a terrific visit which included cheese steaks at Pat's in South Philly. We'll see them again in July at the lake house.