Ants In My Pants (Literally)!

We decided to take Tyson for an afternoon walk on country dirt roads near Lake Texoma. While picking wild flowers for Tyson we came to a beautiful patch of blue bonnets (Texas state flower) so we set Tyson down in the field to take some pictures. All of a sudden I feel something bite my butt. Then I look down and my pants and boots were covered in fire ants. Apparently I had stepped on a giant ant hill. I immediately kicked my boots off and ran away as I was smacking ants off my pants. Marshall started flicking the ants off my pants one by one. However, since I couldn't see the inside of my boots I refused to put them back on and walked nearly a mile on my tippy toes back to the cabin in my socks. Once we got to the red dirt road the cabin is on Marshall had to carry me another quarter-mile while I pushed the stroller. After a thorough search with a flashlight my boots were good to go!

-Shelly