I asked my eleven year old to go get the mail.
He came back empty handed. "I'm sorry, I couldn't get the mail. Mud Dauber's have made a nest on the mailbox, right under the door. One Mud Dauber was looking right at me. No way was I going to open the door and get stung."
Note he didn't say wasp.
Note he didn't say "a bee".
He said "a Mud Dauber".
I have never taught him this bee species name. They must have covered it at his experiential education class either this spring or in one of the other classes for homeschoolers he's taken in the last three years there.
I love it!