Major milestone week

Well, Cavan had three major milestones this week. I'll start with the most dramatic. On Sunday evening, we are outside and she is watching me spray the stinky deer repellent on my flowers. Like a good girl, she is patiently waiting—sitting on the rock wall. All of a sudden I hear the high-pitched, I'm-in-pain-emergency panic shriek. A split second later she is in my arms and I am swatting a wasp off her forehead!

I rush inside and apply Bactine on the two apparent stings, which takes the pain away rapidly. Then I give her a dose of Benadryl, apply an icepack to her eye, and call the on-call pediatrician for more information and danger signs to look out for. Cavan calms down almost immediately. Seriously, if I was stung by a wasp, I would have probably whined for longer than she did (I have never been stung by anything, so I can only imagine what she was going through).

After she stopped crying, I assessed the situation. Four stings—one between her eyebrows, one on her right eyelid, one by her right tear duct, and one directly under her right eye. Bastard wasp.

Hubby took immediate action and found a small nest under the rock Cavan was sitting on. He not only sprayed it and the flying wasps with insecticide but also stomped the nest to dust.

Since this is the first time Cavan was ever stung, she didn't have an allergic reaction other than massive swelling around her eye. BUT, we need to be extra cautious from now on because severe bee sting allergies run in Hubby's family. I have to take her to the doctor and ask about a prescription for an emergency Epi-pen just in case.

But just like Cavan always does, she took the wasp attack in stride. She has bragged about her bravery all week, telling everyone about the "nasty wasp!" Since we have a garden and there are always honey bees and bumble bees flying about, I don't want her to be scared of all potential stingers, so we have dubbed bumble bees as "nice" and wasps as "not nice." The rule is now: "bee on a flower, okay, but bee in the wall, run away."

After that tale, the other milestones are not nearly as impressive, but here goes: Cavan had her first visit to the dentist on Saturday. She let him count her teeth and she even allowed the dental hygienist to polish her teeth. What a good girl!

Third, Cavan spent her first night in her new big-girl twin bed. We didn't get a safety rail yet, so I pushed a big cozy chair against the side of the bed. She didn't fall out, but I found her twice balanced on the crack between the bed and the chair. She looks so small in the twin bed, compared to how she looks in the crib. I'm glad—now she doesn't look like she's growing up too fast!