A few weeks ago, Rose was playing on the swingset and she got stung by a wasp. It was her first ever sting and she was understandably very upset about it. Me too.
The next day, Rose was playing on the swingset again when a bunch of wasps swarmed her out of nowhere. She started crying, but wouldn’t tell us what was wrong. My husband insisted she’d been stung again, but I was convinced she was just scared of the wasps since she’d been stung the day before. I mean, what 2 year old gets stung by wasps two days in a row? That would be pretty bad luck.
I asked Rose if she was scared and she said yes. I asked her if she’d been stung and she said now. She kept crying and crying to the point where I told her to get over it, the wasps weren’t by her anymore. I know wasps are scary, but she should just stay away from them and she’ll be fine.
Thirty minutes later she told me the wasp “boo booed” her and showed me a red welt on her neck where a wasp had indeed given her a boo boo. I’ve probably had five bee/wasp/hornet stings in my entire life. At age 2, Rose has had 2 two days in a row. I had just told her to get over herself about being near a wasp because she was OK. She was not OK! The wasp had stung her and I didn’t even know it. It was a bad mom moment!
My husband and I searched the swingset for a wasp nest and found nothing. We were baffled as to where they were coming from, but hoped it had been a fluke and our kids wouldn’t get hurt again.
We didn’t play outside for a while because of one of those awful heat waves we had this summer. Finally one day it was nice enough to play outside. The girls ran out to the swingset, climbed the rock wall and were immediately swarmed by wasps.
No one was stung this time. I had them get off the swingset and followed the wasps back to their home. A giant wasp’s nest was wedged in between the rock wall and the floor of the slide tower. It was hidden in a way that you almost had to be upside down and wedged under the rock wall to see it. So much for our previous thorough search of the swingset! Every time the girls climbed the rock wall, they were making the wasp’s nest shake and the wasps came out to defend their territory.
Needless to say, we killed those wasps.
The wasps won’t let the case rest, however. Although they haven’t stung anyone else, more wasp’s nests keep popping up at various hidden locations on our swingset. They like to hide themselves in the roof of it. Lily has been finding them and pointing them out to us. My husband destroys the nest and the wasps get to work again.
Wasps, I know our swingset and front porch are awesome, but they belong to us. Please make your home elsewhere.
Also, I will never accuse Rose of just being scared again. If she’s crying after seeing a wasp, I should just assume she got stung. Apparently ignoring bees and wasps like I’ve always done doesn’t always keep you from getting stung two days in a row.