Short hiatus, I apologize. Lice will do that to you, though. Blood-and-soul sucking little assholes.
This is what I've been doing the past two weeks:
Laundry, lots of laundry. And vacuuming. And nit-picking. Lord, the nit-picking.
I have to say, I was a little surprised at the pure exhaustiveness of it all. Not to mention, the tenacity of the buggers. They're apparently everywhere, have completely grown immune to pesticides of all strength, and the best you can do is wash, dry, vacuum and pry. And pick. Let's not forget the picking.
All I remember about lice as a kid was that one time some girl got it so bad they shaved her hair off, and so I shaved Jax's head (just to be over and done with him), and Ryan's hair was looking a little scraggly, so I bobbed it, too!
Thank God for the stimulus checks -- we spent 1/3 of ours on carpet and upholstery cleaning (things were looking scraggly here, too). One time when it was a blessing to have a last name beginning with Y. If we were the Babitts, that check would have been gone 2 months ago.
But now they're gone, until the next kid brings them home, and I'm back!
Cowboy Pete by The Pioneer Woman
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