Take 1 semi-rainy/sunny morning, (the last day of daycare for the year,)
add a 2 year old waking at 6.30 am,
The promise of a hair appointment makes it not so bad coupled with the idea that i may get to palmy meet-up sans-children, however woke up with the flu,
cold tablet adminsitered, still not so bad,
feeling a bit better,
struggles with kids to get them dressed, (4yr old woke in a crapper of a mood)
breakfast for kids... ah peace
doing hair time....
Hang on a minute, WTF?! is that!?
"oh for god's sake! nits!!! f-word"
checks other smaller child's hair, finds them there too
"unmentionable angry words" mutter mutter
calls to daycare...to tell them what we found and that girls will miss last day (miss 4 devastated she doesn't get to say goodbye to friends that are starting school at start of next year and to teachers who are leaving)
calls to hairdresser to cancel appointment in case i too have them, (oh how embarassing would that be.. just to be safe).
the whole day wasted.... the last day me and mike had planned together for a while, gone.
Instead 1 hour wet-combing miss 2's hair to completely ensure removal of any last remainder of anything that is remotely not hair, including half a tonne of sand, some glitter and a couple of crawlies.
Then, get this, i finally found a reason that a) I found myself wishing i'd had boys so i could just shave their heads, and b) I found the reason why getting miss 4's hair cut might not be such a bad idea, and c) why i shall no longer be using the same brush for both girls hair
TWO AND A HALF HOURS!!!!! to wet comb through paris's hair cos it's so darn thick, comp,lete with periods of quiet, interspersed with periods of unbearable 4-yr old whinging and having to stay still (which she wasn't even doing may i add!)
ARGHARGHARGHARGHARGHARGH!!!!!
call to mum to come and *grovel grovel* please check my hair, nothing at all found, thank god, now angrier at having missed hair appointment - can't get another till after xmas!
To chemist to get something to put through kids hair to kill off anything that may have somehow slipped through the military-like precision of my wet-combing.
more hours spent treating/washing/ waiting/ shampooing, realisation that there will now be no hint of cold in my house for at least a year after the strength of the eucalyptus smell now emanating from each of our heads.
Shaved mikes hair in the meantime too - even though nothing in his he still feels like head crawling - he's now sporting #1 length.. am slowly getting used to it, S-l-o-w-l-y... ok, so he looks like a crim.
I turn around after this, at 6pm this evening (finally) to find kids have run riot throughout house while not in my sight, house is a mess, they are now feral and wanting food.
7.30 dinner finally over
8pm, kids beds remade from complete wash of all bedding (thank god for tiny rays of sunshine throughout the day)
ahhhh relax.
GGGGGRRRRR at whoever the hell sent their kids to daycare with nits to begin with. first time paris has EVER had them.. and Also first time Ayja has had them - never had this problem when she was in baby section!
Argh, and I am so careful, always checking cos i know it would be a nightmare for paris to get them... ha! predicitions proved 100% correct!
ARGH
rant over
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Edited by mum2paris
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I hate nits, thankfully my girls haven't had them yet.... *holds breath* lol
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