last time we went to the woods E, Miss K, and a friend's little boy ran into a bee's nest, and came out screaming, and covered in bees, and stings. in the resulting stripping off of clothes there was much crying, and sobbing, and "I don't like bee's" and my friend and I ended up stung several times too, without being able to shreak because we didn't want to further upset the little ones. fortunately none of the children had an serious allergic reaction, although my friend's arm did later swell up hugely, and she ended up at the doctors.
this incident has seriously affected where we've been able to go on walks recently, and this weekend we decided we had to bury the woods phobia, and with lots of assurances that there were no bees in winter, and with daddy in tow we set off.
there were snow drops
some nice tree bark
a good place to hide,
some trees to climb,
and a good book to curl up with when we got home all tired out.
and no bees