well it finally happened ....
my actions were openly laughed at by my three year old.
for several minutes, and then as memory recalled for the rest of the morning.
here's the story:
Wyatt and I strolled around the backyard this morning, a usual occurrence these days. Wyatt asked his usual questions about flowers, grass, bugs, and yes stomping on snails. As we started playing with his new kid sized shovels a yellow-jacket bumble bee came buzzing by. I (having been stung by those bees when young) ran around the yard with a bit of a scream. Wyatt just watched in confusion. The bee darted back the flowers and then at me again ... to which i again did the "avoid the bee dance." This time Wyatt couldn't help but laugh.
I tell Wyatt that bug is a bumble bee and it can hurt you. He then runs to the bee to get a closer look as I trek to the other side of the lawn to use the shovels in the other landscape. As he starts to follow me I hear the laughter continue ... as well as a "mommy ran from a bug"
For the next two hours Wyatt would uncontrollably loose it in laughter
and as I would smile at him he would look at me and say "mommy ran from a bug"
I can only hope this is not a first memory of my very sweet boy.
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