Bees

In August and September, the bees grow thick in my town. Children at playgroup are attacked as they sip their apple juice. Flowering shrubs are abuzz. Anytime you lunch and much out of doors you are joined by three or four bees. I, personally am not allergic to bees, nor to I panic around them, and I try to teach my children to wait patiently and calmly for the bee to move out of the way rather than jumping and swatting all about. This seems a bit more safe to me.

Last week Ms. Crazy Preschooler was outside munching on fresh picked raspberries with her babysitter. Bees were buzzing. Exasperated, halfway through her stash of raspberries, she looked up and firmly told the babysitter, "I think it's time for Jesus to turn off the bees."