We just got back from Ireland early this morning, and let me tell you, we are exhausted. But it was a great trip! Lots to see and do, great food, friendly people, stunning scenery.
And we all had a great time of course, because we went along with our friends the Johnson family. Included in the Johnson family are two of Caroline's favorite friends, Riley and Brooke. Those three giggled and played and play-acted and just generally had an uproariously good time. But one day while they were walking down a flowered path to Blarney castle Riley was stung by a bee. Of course, we all gathered around her to make sure all was well and she was ok. Not only was Riley ok, but she was taking it like a champ. Not a tear or a whine, and considering she's only 8, that's pretty impressive. I said something to that affect. "Wow, Riley! You are so tough! Stung by a bee and you are taking it like such a trooper!"
Caroline agreed. "Yeah! If I got stung by a bee, I'd be crying and whining like a boy!"