One of the parks we visited had a swarm of mosquitoes that attacked us mid-day. Yes, that's right. Not during the twilight hours, but smack dab in the middle of our noon picnic.
The aftermath of our picnic made itself known later on in the day. The kids were all scratching themselves, looking like they had a case of chicken pox. (Hey, can we come swim with you? Promise we aren't contagious....) I didn't get many, but I sure swelled up.
He always knows how to make me feel better.