How do you tell your neighbor they need honeybee removal or you won’t let your kids come over and play? I’m just amazed that they haven’t done it already. What, do they think having a honeybee colony living right under the soffit above the front door is a good idea?
“Mom, can I go to Jackson’s house?” I dreaded my son Rick’s question. I like Jackson, I like his whole family. His mom and I have worked together at PTA events and had a great time, and we’ve had Jackson and his little sister over to our house several times. Unfortunately, Jackson’s parents have had some rip-roaring fights that have gotten extremely vocal in the quiet evenings of our neighborhood. It means other parents have been reluctant to let their children play at his house, and that has hurt Jackson’s feelings on more than one occasion.
I don’t want to hurt Jackson’s feelings any more than fighting parents and difficult neighbors have already hurt him. But, my son is highly allergic to bee stings. It’s bad enough the bees swarm the neighborhood, now that they’ve got an active hive right over Jackson’s front door. I’m so worried to let Rick go over there, where there are more bees than in our yard. Some of those honeybees have to have gotten inside from time to time, so even if I tell my son to stay inside, he’s still not safe. If only they’d gotten honeybee removal done, it wouldn’t be an issue.
And, now I’m stuck with the agonizing choice of either confronting Jackson’s parents about honeybee removal, or telling Rick he can’t go over there to play anymore. I could explain to my son’s friend why I can’t let Rick go to his house, but I’m afraid Jackson will see it as yet one more person who somehow thinks their son will be “contaminated” by being his friend. No ten year-old should ever have to deal with that.
“Why don’t you ask Jackson to come over here today? I’ll make cheese sticks and pizza poppers.”
“No, Mom! I want to go to Jackson’s house. He just got a new Xbox game he says is so awesome, and I really wanna play it. Plus, he wants to show me how his wall makes this cool noise.”
Ugh. The wall noise has got to be the honeybees in the wall.
“Rick, you know you’re allergic to bees. You could end up going to the hospital if you get stung.”
“I’ll be really careful, Mom, I promise.”
I really wanted to give in, so I did, but I went with him, armed with the phone number for a great honeybee removal service to give to Jackson’s mom. I had to be extremely diplomatic, for fear she would take it personally or think I was too nosey. Instead, she was thrilled and thanked me. Then, I showed her how to use the bee sting medication if Rick should get stung. Then, I walked home praying nothing would happen while my son was playing Xbox.