Your entry about the wasp brought memories flooding back for me. My daughter was about 11 months old when she was stung. I had just lifted her out of the bath and put her on the mat. She started to cry for no obvious reason, but when I picked her up I saw a distant relative of your sleepy wasp, crawling sleepily over the bath mat. My LE had also been stung on her foot and I couldn’t remember if you used bicarb or vinegar on a wasp sting. I was alone in the house and tried hard not to panic (but called LE’s dad to rush home via the chemist). Suffice to say, she survived, but I was paranoid about wasps for a long time after that.
She, on the other hand, having no memory of the occasion, is blissfully unaware of her mother’s irrational fear of all things which buzz!