Michael had a great time playing in the grass with Memphis until they stepped in a fire ant hill. Michael came running over yelling, "Feet! Feet! Feet!" He got about 15 bites on his feet and both of us got several bites on our hands trying to swat them all off. He wouldn't go back in the grass; he just kept pointing at it saying, "Mommy, scared!"
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Ouch! Poor baby!
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