Creepy Crawly

Last night, DH and I heard two of the most dreaded words in parenthood: head lice. Seems a good friend of Frack's who spent the night the other night got a call from another friend about creepy crawlies. Good friend has them, and lo and behold, so did Frack.

Let's just say that a full hour and a half of wash, sit, rinse, comb, comb, comb ain't too fun either for Frack or her mama. Tears and recriminations all around. Mostly tears. What can you say? Not to mention the fact that any mention of a creepy crawly of that sort makes everyone itch whether they need to or not. Lurvely.

Poor baby. We had to bake chocolate chip cookies to get over the horror. Poor waistline.