For the past two days my life has been consumed by tiny buggies and their tiny buggy eggs.
Twenty loads of laundry, vacuuming, bagging up of pillows and other stuffed items, washing of hair, rinsing of hair with vinegar, cutting of hair, combing of hair, combing of hair, combing of hair, drying of hair, flat ironing of hair. Go to sleep. Wake up. Repeat.
And this is only day three.
I have researched. I have spoken to others who’ve been through this. It is going to be a few weeks of this.
Right now only Hannie B. is affected, but we treated everyone on Sunday just to be safe. We will treat everyone again this Sunday. As you can see from the picture of our 10 minute shampoo waiting period, the kids are thrilled.
Did you know lice shampoo costs about $25 a person? Yay.
Did you know lice eggs (called nits) are clearish white and the size of the head of a pin? They are nearly invisible on my girl’s blond hair. There’s your essential lice trivia for the day.
I am determined. I am ruthless. She has already cried as I comb and pick. I think I could have been a gorilla.
Pray for my patience. Pray for Hannie B. that her hair survives the ordeal. Pray for our washing machine that it does not break.
And someone – anyone – give me ONE GOOD REASON why God created lice. Because I’m coming up empty on that one.