We decided to take advantage of the less-than-100-degree weather tonight (thanks to the storm blowing in) and eat outside. After supper the boys sat on the edge of the patio. L began fussing, saying he was in "ints." He wasn't crying, but kept fussing, so I urged him to come to B or me so we could get the ants off of his feet. When he got to B he was covered. We think he probably has around 100 bites. There were several on his legs and hands, too. :(
This pic (& the ones above) was taken just 5 minutes after the vicious attack (add Cortisone and a shot of Benadryl). This kid is hard-core!
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