Grrrrrr... red ants

Please excuse the bad pedicure!

My poor little McKenna. She had a rough day on Sunday. First, we thought we were going to the beach to have a church picnic and baptism. That didn't happen and you can read the story on Travis' blog about why. But she was okay with that because we were going to a park by our house instead. She was on her "green car" as she calls it and she ran over an ant hill and got bit 9 times on one foot. She can't walk today. Her foot is so swollen and red. She has been an angel about it. Not really complaining or bothering the bites. She says, "the ants came out of their hill and gave me bug bites. Then they went back home."

I HATE RED ANTS. I stepped in a pile last week, but didn't have it nearly as bad as McKenna. I never even knew ants could bite until I moved to south Florida. I thought they were harmless little critters. I learned quickly to watch the grass and if I feel even the slightest twinge on my foot while outside (or even inside) I always quickly check.