Last weekend, our youngest had friends over, and was stung by a bee in our basement. At the time, he said it was a hornet, but I didn't investigate too thoroughly. I went into "mom-mode" and went for the go-to sting remedy in my house: baking soda paste. I grew up in barn-framed wooden house, and my bedroom was cohost to wasps every summer. They were a regular feature. Dad would foam the cracks each time, but the wasps were happy and cozy. I had stings pretty often, and thankfully, was no stranger to the baking soda paste. So B got a 7 a.m. blob of baking soda on his back and resumed his regular Saturday morning activities - sleeping.