Wyatt was cruising up and down the driveway on his scooter just minding his own business when a wasp flew up shirt and stung him. It stung him on the chest above his right nipple and left a small red welt. And it hurt. It hurt so much that it was still bothering him when I got home hours later. I know this because he got really whinny as soon as he saw me.

I didn’t ask, but I don’t think Wyatt is still feeling like the master of bees, although he may be the new master of the universe. Look at this photo he took of the sky the other night.