Shoo Fly, Don't Bother Me!

Shoo fly, don't bother me. Shoo fly don't bother me. Shoo fly don't bother me,

for I belong to somebody.

Well, in our case it was probably more like... "Shoo little boy, don't bother me." At least it kept Wesley busy for a good five minutes and I don't think that he ever managed to get the little guy. Good thing, because we all know that whatever Wes can get his little patties on goes into his mouth. :)