Darn those bees

This morning Ellie would not walk on her foot.  And it was swollen.  All I could think is "Oh no, here we go again."  We put ice on it and I watched it.  Then I remembered that she had been stung by a bee the day before.  We were scouting out a place for Michael to propose to Brynn.  I was being lazy because I had a breast infection...again.  I told Ellie she could walk in the grass without shoes and sure enough she got stung. It was awful.  Poor bug.  This bee really did a number on her.  She would not put any weight on her foot.

And the drugs wore her out.

Poor little bean.  

We sure hate those darn bees.