It all started innocently enough—Andrew in an itchy sweater, Amelia in something frilly, and Jake in blue to highlight his eyes. The three of them suffered through a round of fake smiles and awkward poses in an effort to take the perfect family photo. In the end we rewarded them by allowing them to climb under a bridge in Mission Trails to run wild through the tall grass. Things ended badly.
Within minutes we heard a shriek. Andrew and Amelia emerged from under the bridge followed by a swarm of irate bees. Andrew had stepped on a hive. I have never seen him in such a state of terror. As Andrew and Amelia sprinted towards us, I could see bees ping-ponging off their heads.
The bees chased Andrew all the way across the bridge, down the trail, and to our truck. It was kind of like being in a really intense Indiana Jones scene. It was surreal. There we were, in a beautiful setting all dressed up and being attacked by insects. I feel like if we had a recorded the events it would have been YouTube gold.
Afterward, Aaron and I spent a good thirty minutes picking stingers out of Andrew’s chin, neck, back, and scalp. He had dozens of bee stings. It took a couple of hours for him to relax because he was so shaken up. After some Motrin and Benadryl he was fine. Somehow Amelia and Jake escaped without a single sting.
In the end Andrew has a really awesome cautionary tale to one day share with his own children. I have a feeling that next year, the mere mention of family photos will send him into a panic attack!
Last year (way better)
This year
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