What is up with my kids and their obsession with bees/wasps? My previous post was Lincoln carrying a bee to me by its wings and then, just two days later, Madison decided to touch the stinger of a wasp—at Knott’s Berry Farm!
Really?
She actually was stung (Lincoln miraculously was not), but I bet she never touches a wasp, bee, or any insect for that matter---for the rest of her life 
. It was a very traumatic experience for everyone. Luckily, the first aid station at Knotts is fabulous—they had a real EMT working there and he checked her lungs, gave her bee sting medicine, and ice. They even sent her back to Camp Snoopy with a smile—they gave her a giant pink wand—I guess it could have gone worse .
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