On Sunday Audrey was stuck by a wasp while picking up her lacrosse stick at practice. The reaction during the first day wasn't too bad, but since then her fingers and hand have swelled up like a balloon such that she can't write or type or do much of anything with that hand. She tried Benadryl for the first time as a result but it turned her into such an emotional mess she had to skip dance in the afternoon. And seeing as how a single worthless wasp has sent things sideways, we went ahead and skipped school yesterday for a rest day. Audrey went back to bed at 9am and slept the rest of the morning which I've never seen her do.
With so much pent up energy yesterday evening Audrey decided she needed to hike up the trail west of our house. And I was not to come with because she needed alone time. It would be the first time I let her hike up what is a short but steep, rocky and somewhat narrow trail by herself. Since it was such a gorgeous fall afternoon and since she'd had a rough few days, I decided to say yes but said Grace needed to go with her and they needed to stay together and bring their cell phones in a small pack. An hour later they had done the round trip and were so jazzed up about it that they came home and couldn't stop talking about anything and everything.
Audrey finished yesterday evening by studying for her Spanish test. She Facetimed her friend to show off her swollen hand, and then four of them conferenced to study together. One of them had never done that before and exclaimed how cool it was that they were all on at the same time. It's the small things I guess. Like wasps.