So, I found out tonight that incident #3 that took place Tuesday night - Connor stung by a wasp - was a traumatizing incident. We went swimming at his Aunt Mel's house. Everything was fine and dandy until a wasp flew close to the pool. He saw it and started watching it. It flew closer to him and he started screaming. Aunt Mel, being the smart person she is, showed Connor how to splash it and it would go away. The next time one flew close he got scared, but didn't scream, and Aunt Mel came to the rescue again. But then, a bug landed on him - not a wasp, but just a bug and he screamed. Then later, after he was dressed and I was getting things together a gnat landed on him and he screamed. He says, "I don't like bugs." I don't know what to do with him. I feel very bad for him because he's such a sweet boy, I hate to see him so scared of something. I know he'll work through it eventually, but it breaks my heart to see him that scared.

Speaking of sweet, there is some good news. I picked him up from school today and one of his teachers told me, "Oh, he gave the sweetest answer today. We were asking all the kids what they do when they get scared during a storm. Connor's answer was 'Trust in God!'" I felt my heart swell!! It seems I'm doing something right with him - what it is I don't know but I'm so glad he's understanding it at such a young age. Maybe I can tell him to trust in God when a wasp comes around and he'll be OK.

UPDATE

I just put Connor to bed and we had a little talk about if we can trust in God when we get scared during storms then we can trust in God when we get scared of anything else - even wasps. This is how our conversation went:

Me: When you get scared of anything, even a wasp flying close to you just yell "Dear God, please help me!" and He'll hear you.
Connor: And God will come get it?
Well, you wouldn't necessarily see Him but he would hear you and you could trust in him.
(me trying to change to subject) You know what we get to do when we go to the beach? (which we are leaving for tomorrow)
What?
Look for shells!!
I want God and Jesus to go to the beach with us!!! I want them to look for shells with me!!! (all said very excitedly)
God and Jesus go with us everywhere we go.
I want them to come to my house and play.
What do you play with them?
God's gonna play your game!! (that would be my nintendo ds)
OK and what do you want to play with Jesus?
He's gonna play with my toys. Remember that car you can pull back and then it goes all by itself? Jesus is gonna play with that one.
So, you're gonna share all your toys with them?
Ye-es! (said emphatically with 2 syllables instead of 1) because it's nice to share.

So, there is my sweet little boy!! I so wish you could have actually heard this to hear his tone of voice when he talked. He was just so excited about God and Jesus going with us to the beach and playing with him. I don't know how many times I just had to hug him and give him a kiss during that whole convesation because he's sooooo sweet!!