Wow. Where to start with today's nuttiness. It was...bananas..B-A-N-A-N-A-S (just like the Stefani, song, peeps, if you know what I mean...). It started out like super summer fun - a morning movie for a buck - now how can you beat that? And with Tarsia and her cherubs to boot! What the heckio? Loving it more. We went to see The Waterhorse (horse, did you say horse - I'm so in..), so immediately T and I thought Zeke may be completely lost in the shuffle. I decided to give it a go and try it. He lasted for a while - the half hour before the movie started, then about an hour into the show. Props to him for going that long - I think he was more interested in hanging with the kiddos than The Waterhorse, but whatevs, it was superfun. When we left the theater, he FFFFRRREEEEEEEAKED. I guess jumping up and down in the theater seat was fun for him - NOT so fun for the 5 year old behind him trying to see if Waterhorse got back to the sea. See?
On the way home, I decided to stop by a local horse farm to check on the status of my scheduled riding lessons. As I was drooling over some quarterhorses, Zeke was checking out an old rotten log. Just so happens, the log contained a wasp's nest. Before I knew it, he was doubled over screaming in pain with 1,765,329 wasps buzzing around him like he was lunch. I darted over and shooed them away, but not before he was stung twice BETWEEN THE EYES! As you know, I'm not good in emergencies. My throat collapses like an excited chihuahua's. And collapse it did. I could barely speak on the phone as I dialed our pediatrician while doing 90 m.p.h on the winding roads home. Thank God the nurses talked me down, told me what to do, and I got the much needed Benadryl into Zeke quickly. He's fine now, but still swollen. The bees who used to be his friends who "made honey" are now bad guys. Welcome to the real world, Zeke. Sometimes it stings. I just hope I'm always there to apply the icepacks. :(