Scene: A dead bee was laying in the window sill.
Kavaun: Baba, that bee is sleeping? (reaching out to touch the crispy critter)
Me: Do not touch bees. They sting sometimes.
Kavaun: Did the bee have a long day?
Me: (laughing with Beata) I am not sure, but I will take him outside to sleep.
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