Yesterday we had a bee fly into our apartment, nothing new as I am discovering Utah has a LOT more bees than Idaho. It came in as a result of Carson leaving the sliding glass door on the balcony open...ugh, how many times have I reminded him to keep the screen closed? Since I am allergic to bee stings, I tried to shoo it back outside but it flew further into the apartment and into my kitchen. I first tried to capture the bee in a plastic cup so I could take him back outside; I didn't want to harm it, after all I am sure it was a simple mistake to fly in an open door! The bee was more than uncooperative and doomed himself to me coming after him in a not-so-friendly manner. So finally I grabbed Jeff's baseball cap that was sitting on the counter and smacked the bee the first time it landed on the wall. It fell into my sink and I rinsed it down the drain. Carson looked at me with wide eyes and then we had the following conversation:
"Mommy, where did the bee go?"
" I killed him and he went down the drain."
"Did he go to heaven?"
"Yes"
"Jesus is going to be sad you killed the bee! We don't kill things Mommy!!"
Glad to know my son is being taught to value life.
1 comment:
Hahahahah THat is really cute! Kids are so smart! I am glad that it didn't sting you!
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