Today we went wild with olives, gelato, cheese, and picking out food for our Italian Dinner tomorrow. At first as we drove into Dallas, I wondered at the wisdom of taking the boys into Dallas during rush hour. In the end, the trip was worth the effort. Love field trips!
Evy was amazed at the variety in sizes of the olives. Didn't want to taste any, but did comment on how he wondered how they "stuffed" them. This helped us.
Evy's first lasting response to the video: "Don't their hands get tired?" Second lasting response: "That cap machine is COOL!"
Our drive-by the Ferrari dealership (of course we remembered those awesome cars are from Italy) was derailed for the outing because of traffic . . . so, we went to the park with dinner and lemonades, only to be attacked by bees.
Merritt took the brunt of the attack with his face. (Okay, we weren't really swarmed, but we were "mobbed" by the bees.) After Merritt took a hit, Evy screamed like he did as well. No worries, just bee fear ignited.
We rushed to Grandma's house, near the park we were at; she very bravely drove back to her house to let us in even though it made her late for her Friday Night plans. (Double score for us because Grandma is a NURSE! Oh, yeah!)
THANK YOU, GRANDMA!!
An application of meat tenderizer, some benadryl, and a *brownie* (thanks, Grandma!) . . . well, he was as right as rain and ready to feed the beloved family dog some treats.
In all, he was pretty lucky.
You should have seen the size of the stinger. It was ginormous, much bigger than I thought was attached to the bees that were around us. I am not severely allergic to bee stings, and Erik isn't severely allergic, but neither of the boys had been stung before today and I was a little worried. Poor Merritt. He started complaining before bed that his head owie was hurting. Hopefully the ibuprofen will help him.
So, in school we practiced our Italian, saw lots of food from Italy, ate some things from Italy, planned to eat more things, and learned about bee stings. Almost sounds like we could skip the next day of school! Nope, we've got Ferraris and pastas on the brain at our house.