Yesterday Derek was grilling our Sunday chicken dinner on the grill and Hyrum of course wanted to be outside with Dad. He was playing by one of our still present random poles that stick out of our concrete "patio" All of a sudden he began to scream and cry. We scooped him up and brought him inside as he pulled at his ear which was swelling rapidly. "Yellow...bug! Yellow...bug" he cried as we tried to comfort him. Poor little man! A wasp had stung him on his ear and finger.
Can you see how much bigger his left ear was compared to his right?
Derek, trying to make him feel better was indicating how he would smoosh the bug dramatically with an angry face, grunt and a huge STOMP.
It of course made Hyrum feel much better, and later on when we were at a friends house as Hyrum played with the kids he'd randomly say "Bug" then grunt and stomp his foot very dramatically. :) I wish I could have gotten a video. :) He's such a cute little man. But now there's one more reasons to get RID of those blasted poles!
Can you see how much bigger his left ear was compared to his right?
It of course made Hyrum feel much better, and later on when we were at a friends house as Hyrum played with the kids he'd randomly say "Bug" then grunt and stomp his foot very dramatically. :) I wish I could have gotten a video. :) He's such a cute little man. But now there's one more reasons to get RID of those blasted poles!
4 comments:
The Dalton's said...
That happened to me in the 5th grade!! It's painful. Cute little guy!
Nikki said...
Poor baby! Was there a wasp nest near the pole? Similar things have happened to Jillie and Kobe- NOT fun. How cute is he though?!
Dave said...
It seems to me that a simpler, less costly approach would be to get some wasp killer and place it inside the poles where they reside, and probably the residue product would keep further infestation at bay.
Looks like Derek applied some good help to Hyrum's wounded feelings. ;)
Jenn J. said...
There is nothing that Carter hates more on this earth than bees. NOTHING. He got stung by a hive of them when he was about Hyrum's age, and then again on the first day of kindergarten. Those things are furocious. I'm glad Hyrum got feeling better. His poor little ear makes me sad to even just look at. Give him an extra squeeze for me!