Wyatt Stung!

After a long, funfilled weekend of not being home, we came back to a yard that needed to be mowed.  Of course tired from all the festivities I told Dan that Wyatt and I would mow.  For those of you that know me- I LOVE to mow but rarely get the chance.  With Wyatt wide awake because we said "mow" he wasn't about to go down for a nap.  We thought it would be early to bed tonight for this little man.  So, we finish mowing and are going to kick the ball around for awhile until Wyatt started to scream like I've never heard him scream before.  He was just stung by a wasp/hornet just under the nail of his middle finger.  We ran it under cold water forever after removing the stinger and treated it as we were informed.  This is a photo of Wyatt, still traumatized, falling asleep by daddy at 6:30 last night.  He slept until 7:30 this morning.  What a way to end the weekend, huh?