Right as aunt del & uncle John leave poor c-bug steps on a...bug. Rather, a bee. A big, nasty one who's lifeless body we are keeping as a trophy for carter's bravery throughout the whole 'foot-soaking, needle-probing, tweezer-poking, toothpaste-rubbing' ordeal.
Clara waited semi-patiently in her swing while big brother got fixed up.
But ::whew:: with one demanding lunch & another with a minty-fresh foot, mom is looking forward to this afternoons nap time!
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