You got stung how many times??

On Sunday, Luke got stung by a bee at least 4 times, one of those stings being right between his eyes. After the initial crying and hugging and fixing, the bee stings were pretty much forgotten.

That is, until Monday morning when he came walking down the stairs. For a moment I wondered what on earth had happened. Did somebody punch him in the face? Then I remembered.

The bee sting....right between the eyes.

The stings were all very swollen, the one between his eyes looking the worst. He was swollen clear under and around his eyes, and looked a little...well, very different. This picture does not do justice (poor guy).

Fortunately, he was oblivious, as he wasn't in any pain.


For lunch, I suggested a picnic outside with fun books to read. However, I would have been wise to check the temperature BEFORE suggesting this fun little outing.

It was hot....roasting, melting, sweltering...whatever you want to call it. It was so bright that Luke and I decided we needed sunglasses.




Luke and Ben liked eating apples.
Luke at his like a piece of watermelon,




and Ben sucked on an apple core.


We read some of our favorites, and Luke played on the swings.


Then, for the best part. We all went in the house and Luke and Ben BOTH took a nap. Ahhhh...heavenly!