float like a butterfly ...

sting like a bee!

sadly, another first for jack yesterday ... his first bee sting.

"where?" concerned readers across america are asking.

a.) his hand.
b.) the park.

both are correct answers, alex trebek.

when roxana called mommy with the news, (and after mommy figured out what the heck "picada de abeja" was -- not something in her working vocabulary) jack was still howling in the background. poor guy. bee stings hurt! but after a while, and after some ice, a baking soda paste and a little nap, he was back to his normal self.

and this morning, you could hardly see a thing (and given the quality of this photo, you couldn't see it even if you could ...)



and you'd never have known anything traumatic had happened:




in fact, jack slept in -- until 7:15!! so he was in a good mood ... as were mommy and daddy. note -- there's still coffee in the pot behind jack, so we weren't as desperate for caffeinated sustenance as we normally are ...

the sleep-in did result in a bit of an overtaxing of the overnight diaper. so, instead of the pj's he went to bed in, jack was wearing his design museum t-shirt.



and playing with that old design fave ... the slinky ...

this is jack's impersonation of a brooklyn baby -- all ironic t-shirts and hipster sensibility. but ... he's a suburban kid, so it will be back to the preppy polo gear by the time he gets dressed for real for the day!

and, there *is* a nagging sense that even though this was the first bee sting, it won't be the last. perhaps jack *should* rethink that career as an apiarist ...