When I said I was glad to see the little buggers out of school I didn’t mean lice. 

I guess I should consider myself lucky. My kids have been in school for 13 years and we have never encountered the mighty mites. There were about four emails home reporting an outbreak in the 1st grade this year of ‘headlights’ as Prince Christopher refers to them. Alas, the bullet I have dodged for over a decade has hit the Ford castle right in the head.

My only experience with this was when my younger sister was in grade school. It was picture day and wanting all the children to look their best the teacher combed all the kid’s hair -with the same comb.  24 cases of head lice. I imagine there wasn’t a box of Nix to be found in a 20 mile radius.  

There being five Ford kids my mother had the fun task of de-cootie-ing the entire house. Bedsheets, blankets, hats, pillows, not to mention five heads.  At one point she got so frustrated she decided to go a drive. As we rolled through the streets of Tulsa my sister pipes up, “Hey Mommy! I can read the letters on that car! p-o-L-I-C-E!” My mother was a saint, I would have lost the few threads of my sanity I have left right then and there.

When the other two Princes were about this age they were using some kid shampoo/conditioner concoction that thoroughly dried out their scalps. I just figured they since Prince Christopher probably uses his brother’s Ax to wash his hair that that was what we were dealing with. Evidently Ax doesn’t dry out your scalp, it just makes your kid smell like a perfume puff on the prowl.

I’ll admit that I may have been in denial this week, he did keep scratching his head. I took a quick peek at it the other day. In his bathroom, with the terrible lighting, at night. I mistakenly thought I should be looking for little white things. I didn’t see any.  

Wishful thinking.

I have just finished treating him and his nit free brothers. I swear, I wanted to go to the zoo and get one of those monkeys to pick through his hair. Curious George can get to know every strand of my child’s head. Goodness knows I do. The washing machine is running full force and probably will for the rest of the weekend. No hot showers over here. 

Summer is here!

Have a lousy day!  Not really.

Queen Linda