Another sicky...kinda

With Logan being sick, it had been so hard for us to go anywhere or do anything. The anticipation of going to Moab for spring break was killing Carson. He was really struggling to want to be in school. He woke up the morning of March 22 with a "bad cough". I knew that he was probably OK, but I let him think that I thought he was sick. He stayed home. We did a little project. We made these bird feeders. Too bad the birds didn't really love them!

 Look at this tiny little bony boy...so glad he is better!

 Strapped in the high chair...bird seed and our tornado are not a good combo!

 So here is how Carson became really a sicky that day. He was playing out back on a little pile of sand our neighbor gave us. He started screaming and running toward Robbie as fast as he could. He had been stung by a bee and then the bee flew down the neck of his shirt. He was freaking out. Robbie got the stinger out and killed the bee. With the way Carson was crying, you'd have thought he got his head cut off!!! I couldn't believe he got stung in March by a bee. My dad is allergic to bee stings, so we watched him closely...no reaction...the only harm done is that now he is even more terrified of bees!