What can I say? The lice have made their way to my daughter’s head.
She has gotten away with not getting it twice (two of her best buddies came down with it previously). I guess the third time is the charm after all, because now two of her other bestest buddies have gotten it. Getting passed over again would just be too much to ask, I reckon. It was bound to happen. I have had the shampoo on the counter waiting and ready for this very moment.
I want to give Emma her props for being AMAZINGLY patient. It’s not one of the things she’s known for. She was such a good sport. But DANG. What a pain in the butt. (I won’t go into the lengthy process of the shampooing, combing, nit picking…Just know it is a pain. Oh yeah, did I mention that Emma’s hair is to the middle of her back??) I tried to talk up all the quality time she and I are going to get over the next two weeks as I pick the nits out of her hair. I tried to tell her that we were “making memories”. I was trying to point out the silver lining…she wasn’t buying.
Now all her closest friends currently have or have had lice. I am affectionately referring to them as the Lice Brigade. Credit goes to my friend Diana for the name. (Note: her children are not infected…Lucky.) But it is rapidly making its way around our school. OY!
After her “treatment”, Emma went over to play for a little while with some of the Brigade, and she told me how they were all talking about having a lice party and just how they would create a banner with Lice on it and a big arrow pointing downward. They all planned to stand under it and have their picture made. Ha ha! She told me that when she left to come home, she called out “Bye Lice Girls”. That girl is hilarious. I’m glad she’s finding the humor in it. I mean, really, what else can you do?
Let’s just say I now know and understand where the terms “nit picking” and “go over it with a fine toothed comb” originated.
PS I am itching like CRAZY.
“The greater part of our happiness or misery depends upon our dispositions, and not upon our circumstances.” ~Martha Washington