The Great Bee Escape

Sometimes my SMILE is so cute, I just can't stop hugging and kissing him. He and I had taken WINK to an after school activity the other day. When we returned home, just SMILE and I, my little man froze in our driveway.
    "What's the matter, SMILE?" I asked, resting my hand on his back because I could see he was nervous.
     "There are bees in the plant," he said. I looked over to a small bush in front of our stairs. I didn't see anything, but I've learned to trust SMILE's heightened senses.
      I walked over to the steps to illustrate that I wasn't afraid at all and hoped he would follow. No such luck. I tried to reason with him by telling him there was no other way to get into the house, so he'd have to walk passed the bush. He gave me a look that plainly stated, "Hey, not my problem, lady," even though he didn't have the words to say it...
      And then, inspiration! I took off my black sweater and wrapped it around his head, neck, and torso. "You look like a shadow, SMILE. You can walk right by the bees and they won't even see you."  It worked. He confidently strode passed, up the stairs, and into the house.  Once safely inside, he declared, "Mommy, I have an idea..." I'm not quite sure what he said after that, exactly, but I heard "sweater" and "every day."
     So, naturally, that means I forgot it when we left the house the next morning. Once again, he froze. I immediately realized I had messed up. My mind scrambled as I looked at SMILE standing stiff and unmoving in his white polo shirt.  Hmmm...
     "SMILE," I said, "You can walk right passed those bees because...you look like a cloud and they won't even see you." And it worked.
      Now all I have to do is make sure he only wears shirts that are black, white, or blue (for the sky) and I should be set.