
child: “Ummm… mom, a bug like just flew out of my hair onto my language book!”
mom: “What?”
child: “I went like this (rubbing fingers through hair, front to back to spike it up) and THIS came out.”
mom: “Lovely.”
I immediately started itching. All.Day.
I Googled.
We stopped our lessons. I inspected and combed everyone’s hair. No findings.
I sent all children to the bathroom showers with strict orders for hot and soapy scrubbing.
Bathed the babies.
Took some photos while they were in the tub …. I stayed with them.
Detour: When I took Isaiah out of the tub, he learned to pee for the first time all over the bathroom mat. He hasn’t been able to do so on demand. Next, I placed him safely in the crib while I gathered clean clothes. He continued to practice his new bearing down technique to pee. The pee was already gone as his bladder was ummm empty, so he proceeded to bear down and pooped on Isaac’s pillow in the crib. I bathed him again. Cleaned out the crib.
I combed and inspected all heads again.
Nothing.
I have now waited four weeks and have inspected again. Still nothing.
Thank you Jesus.
With a big family and busy dirty-ing boys, I have prepared myself – for someday, getting lice.
I’m thankful that time isn’t today.
For now, we’re okay.
I can now publish this post. It’s been four weeks. You can still be my friend. You can still come over. You can borrow our hats. You can sit on our couch. You can ride in our van. You can gather close at Church. Do not be afraid.
And, you sweet bloggy friends - even if I had lice, you’d still love me the same. You’d just keep on visiting anyway.
This is one perk of blogosphere I hadn’t thought about before.
