Last week, we were in the car when Sassy began screaming in terror, "MOMMY! MOMMY!" I about wrecked the car from the sheer emotion of her screams! As Sassy, continued to scream and cry, I finally pulled the car over. As I turned to assess the situation, I realized that I was quite shaken. Fully expecting to see a limb missing or an eye poked out, I turned to face the worst. To my confusion, I found my daughter, intact, tears streaming down her face, pointing at the window.
"What is wrong?!" I asked bewildered and a little perturbed.
Sassy sobbing, "There is a bee! There is a bee!"
I looked for the offensive insect and couldn't see it. So I asked, "Where do you see a bee?"
Sassy then pointed at her window! "Kill it! Please kill it!" she begged.
So, I got a tissue out of the console and got out of the car to do my worst. I walked around to Sassy's window.....licked the tissue, and wiped the black smudge off the window. It looked like a dirty thumb print.
As I got back into the car, Sassy was wiping away her tears and with great respect said, "Thank you mommy! I love you!"
Heaven help us if there is EVER a real bee in our car! I believe she will probably self-combust! :D