Of Hives and Bees

As a souvenir of the past couple of weeks, I’ve got stress-induced hives. (The last time this happened was about month 9 in unemployment.)


Boy Blue announced to Paul yesterday that we needed to make sure that bees and flies don’t come into our home, and that to do so, we needed to make a sign that said “no bees and flies allowed.”

Paul: I don’t think bees and flies can speak our language or read our language, so the sign might not be helpful.

Boy Blue: Of course not. We’ll make it for them to read. It’ll say “buzz buzz bzzzzzz bzzzzz buzzzzz.”


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