Although, come to think of it, when my children were 2 and 5, my appendix ruptured. I thought it was a torn muscle and walked around for ten days caring for my children until I was finally way too sick to function. By the time I went for a check-up, I had peritonitis. Probably should have killed me -- but it didn't. The emrgency room people were appalled that I had driven my kids to a sitter and then myself to the hospital. This blogger is one tough cookie!
The kids I watched this time around were a delight. Two loving, happy, bright little boys. I had a great time and laughed enough to make my sides sore.
I wonder if bees love each other? Is hive discipline the same thing (sort of) as two parents who lovingly teach their children? I don't know. What do you think?
BEEattitude for Day # :
Blessed are those who raise their children well, for they shall be doubly blessed when they are old farts (like our beekeeper).
One thing Fran is grateful for right now:
Her sense of humor.
2 comments:
For some reason I would think being in such close quarters so to speak they are very nurturing to their own as well as the others i.e. teaching, protecting, loving.
Petie
Well, they certainly take good care of the baby bees. As to teaching -- I'm not sure how we'd know whether they do what they do simply through instinct, or whether there are "teacher bees." I'll have to do some more reading !!!
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