Tonight Palmer and Brody received matching wasp stings, each just below their left eye. I happened to be right with them when it happened. I was pushing them on the swings on our swing set. We've had issues with neighbor kids getting stung by wasps in our backyard (three kids in fact, yikes!). Each time we went on a search to locate their nest. We chopped down a tree that seemed to attract the wasps, with no luck of finding a nest. Greg found a small nest in a pile of deadwood he'd made from pulling out overgrown bushes, and we figured that was it. Tonight, since I witnessed the stings and the culprits return to their home, I was able to finally discover that blasted nest, and the cause of all our wasp sting woes. The nest was in the swing set, go figure. In some of the padding next to the trampoline, and it was a HUGE nest. So hopefully, *crossing fingers* we won't have anymore wasps hurting our kids or their buddies.
Here is a picture of Palmer and Brody this evening, swollen eyed, cuddling on the couch with Mom, watching Dora the Explorer, eating chocolate, and milking their injuries. I'm always good for a whole lot of comfort when our kids are sick or injured. It's what moms are for, right?