The older boys did this in a very methodical and workmanlike way, using the minimum fuss possible to find each treasure. And the girls were pretty much the opposite, giggling and wriggling and dancing about as much as they could. :) Little Goldie was SO cute and pleased with herself when she was being the "queen bee." (It's not actually the queen that leads workers to the nectar, of course, but she was SO insistent that she was the queen!) She held her hands up to make a little stinger, and buzzed around the house and yard with great ceremony. I love her.
By the way, if you are worried about the fate of honeybees because of the dreaded Colony Collapse Disorder (and we encountered a TON of hysteria about it a few years ago during our Honeybee Unit), it may reassure you to read this.