Funny fact about me ...

When I was growing up my mom and I used to sing the "Baby Bumblebee" song – I think I learned it in Brownies or Girl Scouts.

It went something like this:

I'm bringing home a baby bumblebee,
Won't my mommy be so proud of me, (Cup hands together, holding bee)

I'm bringing home a baby bumblebee,
Ouch! It stung me! (Shake hands as if just stung)

I'm squishing up the baby bumblebee,
Won't my mommy be so proud of me, ('Squish' bee between palms of hands)

I'm squishing up a baby bumblebee,
Ooh! It's yucky! (Open up hands to look at 'mess')

I'm wiping off the baby bumblebee,
Won't my mommy be so proud of me, (Wipe hands off on shirt)

I'm wiping off the baby bumblebee,
Now my mommy won't be mad at me! (Hold hands up and they are clean)

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Do you have any bee memories?