Nits and head lice. ON ALL FOUR OF US!
The whole house smells like a combination of tea tree oil and whatever-else-they-put-into-those-treatment-bottles. I feel traumatised. I picked through 4 sets of heads this morning. It took three hours and the kids got to watch cartoons to their hearts' contents and now I feel, like, if I drank alcohol I could sit back with a glass of wine. But I don't like alcohol, so I don't.
They say it's a rite of passage of being a parent to young kids but... no. I don't like that idea. Because whoever it was that brought the little buggers home in the first place probably has plenty kids around them at school/preschool to do it all over again, and I really don't fancy the idea of having to check people's hair for the next 3 weeks.
But I need to, because however else am I going to make sure that we're not gonna get them again.