I just panicked when I saw a bumblebee on our carpet. What if my little one had stepped on this with her bare little feet. Eeek! Grabbed toilet roll (why does it always seem like picking up a creepy crawlie with a thin layer of tissue paper will somehow protect me I have no idea?!)
On closer inspection the bee morphed into a piece of chocolate embedded into the carpet. Probably my fault then. On lifting the offending piece of food off the carpet I realised it’s actually a smooshed raisin.
So here is my point proven. Tiredness makes your mind jump to strange conclusions! My tot has just stared calling my name “Mummy, Mummy, Mummy do jobs…” Turning into a cry now so will sign off this random post now!