Thursday, August 4, 2011

The Day My Daughter Saved Me From A Bee

Today Makenzie and I went outside to play. We played with her water table for a little while then we played with some chalk. I wrote her name on the sidewalk and pointed to the "M" and asked her what it was she said, "B." I said, "Silly girl, you know that's an "M." Then she said, "B" again. I looked up at her and saw that she was pointing elsewhere and saying "bee." I said, "Oh do you want me to draw a bee?" She looked at me with a frown, and said, "bee." Finally, she realized that her dense mother was not going to listen to her so she got up and walked toward me, pointed to my shoe and said, "Bee!" I said, "Makenzie, there's no bee." As I said that, I looked down at my feet.

I was squatting with my toes bent so my flip flops weren't touching the bottom of my feet and sure enough there was a bee (actually I think it is some other sort of stinging creature because it doesn't look like a bee) on my flip flop. Had I stepped down I for sure would have been stung. My smart girl saved my foot from being stung!

Somebody get this girl a peach pop!

3 comments:

  1. Love it! She is a super hero!!

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  2. Oh this is just about the sweetest thing ever :)

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