Killer Bee Attack!!

We were out in the field behind our house today trying to plant a little cornstalk that had been growing wild in a friends yard. We thought it would be fun to transplant it and see if it would continue to grow wild corn. While I was digging a little hole for it suddenly my arm was killing me, I shouted to Brad, who was 15-20 feet away from me with Kaden, that I thought I had been stung by a bee. It really hurt and I could still hear it buzzing around me. As I was high tailing it away from where I had been squatting it was still buzzing around me, and as I got closer to Brad and Kaden suddenly Kaden started screaming. I thought maybe he was reacting to me screaming and flailing around as well as Brad who was batting at the air and trying to see if it was stuck in my hair or something. I told Brad to grab Kaden start running as it, or they, or whatever, was still buzzing around trying to get us. With Kaden sobbing we made it into the house where I removed his shirt to find this:

There are seven sting marks. Three right along his waistband and four others up his back. Whatever it was was clearly stuck in his shirt and wasn't the kind of bee that stings once and then dies (we never did actually get a look at it/them- wasp, hornet, who knows.) After a dose of baby tylenol, laying on his tummy while the baking soda paste worked its magic, and one episode of House of Mouse he was pretty much recovered. (Although I am still whining about my one sting on my arm- I can't imagine how seven must feel.)

He is posing with Grama Betty while I document his battle wounds. What a brave little guy!

(P.S.- This was no where near that hive we saw earlier this summer)