I had my two little ones in the car today and we stopped at a music store. Parked way over in the corner of the lot to have more space for unloading. My four year old son got out of the minivan on the side his brother was buckled into, after I opened the door. (I always make him do that in parking lots, etc.) While I was unbuckling the baby, 4 yo DS was kicking the curb. All of sudden, he was shrieking and crying. I immediately rebuckled the baby and turned to weeping son. He'd kicked a fire ant nest. After frantically slapping all the ones I could see off his legs, I pulled off his shoes and sat him in the car with legs hanging down, so i could check his shorts, between his toes, etc. All of this happened in about a minute. Of course, people were staring at me...I can only imagine what they thought was going on.
After about 10 minutes of thorough checking, we had calmed down. He came out of it with only (!) 3 bites. And what a champ he was...once he stopped crying, he wanted to go into the music store and help me "find things." Seems to have recovered much faster than I ever did from a fire ant bite. We told them in the store about the nest, but they stared at us blankly.
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After about 10 minutes of thorough checking, we had calmed down. He came out of it with only (!) 3 bites. And what a champ he was...once he stopped crying, he wanted to go into the music store and help me "find things." Seems to have recovered much faster than I ever did from a fire ant bite. We told them in the store about the nest, but they stared at us blankly.
