i would like to think my third child is sort of cute…..
adorable really
{does anyone remember when he won BEST IN HAIR??}
especially when he crawls into bed with me in the morning for a snuggle before heading out to
the kitchen and demands his breakfast be made.
I always oblige.
Third child syndrome does that to some of us.
{except when you are doing jumping jacks in bootcamp…..because that is a whole different level of third
child syndrome that doesn’t need to be explained}
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Anyhoo……
i realize that today marks exactly one month since i’ve last blogged and i thought this post
would be a great way to reintroduce myself to you.
Hello my name is Kasey
and my third child came home with LICE last week.
So apparently they really do attack the poor and under-hygened kids after all.
Fin and his bestie and one other boy from the class all had LICE ……
except here we don’t call them LICE
we call them UKUS.
it’s a big bad four letter word that in fact does not start with the letter *F*
but sounds just as bad when you say it aloud.
UKUS
pronounced: oohkoos
or you can just stick with the word LICE and everyone kind of looks at you weird anyway.
The school nurse pretty much said the boys were all high-fiving each other like it was some sort of
tribal pact that they all three had UKUS.
I would secretly like to think they were happy only because they had been out on Spring Break for the last
week and a half and on their
one day back to school before the weekend
that they were actually happy about being able to go home at noon.
but no…… they were going home with LICE.
sheet.
Now….if you have experienced lice….then i applaud you.
If you have not….then i have nothing to say other then the fact that one day your child might come home with
little black bugs that have invaded their hair.
The worst part was not the fact that we had to deal with the whole treatment of the hair….
it’s the fact that you pretty much have to wash
every
single
thing
in
the
entire
house
but because i’m a freak….i washed everything three times….
and just when you think you are done…..
you start itching like crazy because obviously the whole family is infected.
Didn’t said child crawl in bed with you that very morning?
They weren’t….but still…..i treated everyone including myself and Bryan….
and then i re-washed everything….
threw away all hair brushes and combs….
all stuffed animals and small pillows were stuffed into plastic bags for the next few weeks…
every single corner of the house was vacuumed and washed.
I actually bought all new sheets because i’m that person that just doesn’t deal well with this kind of thing.
then i got out the clippers and buzzed Fin’s hair down to the nub
all by myself
it was a home hack job at it’s best because the charger ran out….but we dealt….
gone
adios
buh-bye
beautiful beach boy hair……till we meet again.
I’m sure this is not quite the post that my mom and MIL were looking for when they called and wanted me
to update the good ole blog….
but SHEET
Fin came home with LICE last week and i just want you to know life is life….and
life goes on around here.
over and out
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