Ouch, he stung me!

Gabby's middle name is Grace. Gary and I love the name Grace... Gabriella Grace Venezia, a beautiful name. Unfortunately, our Gabby girl is anything BUT graceful. We have lost count how many times she has literally walked into a door or a wall. Bruises cover her little shins and knees. Thankfully, she is tough as nails. Tears will only come if she is in real pain.

This morning the tears came. She found a bee in her pool and decided she needed to collect it for her bug house. She scooped it up and received her first bee sting. The tears came from the shock that bees do indeed sting... once she saw the stinger sticking out of her hand she forgot about the pain and was more interested in how we would get it out.

Thanks to some tweezers and Boo Boo juice, the stinger came out quickly and was placed in a container for Gabby's viewing pleasure. Of course, the stinger was not enough so we had to go outside and see if we could find the bee. We did and Gabby wanted to place him in her bug house.

We came inside and did some research to see what kind of bee it was. Gabby was fascinated.

This is what she learned:

She was stung by a honey bee. Yes, bees do sting but only if they are stepped on or are roughly handled. You should take the stinger out immediately. Urinate or apply toothpaste on the area (she, thankfully chose toothpaste). She is not allergic to bees.



Unfortunately her bee did not survive in the bug house. But the bee is still with us. Gabby placed it in the container with the stinger and she carried it around all day. That's my girl!