When I was about 5 or so, I found a bunch of yellow jacket wasps. I walked up to my mom, who was talking to a neighbor and tugged on her dress repeatedly. Finally she acknowledged me and I opened my hand to show her several fully alive wasps, none of whom stung me. That scream is probably still echoing!
The Lord really does look after fools and small children.
When I was about 5 I climbed into a bunch of bamboo, the yellow jackets found me, and did they ever have fun.