Literally. Lord you owe me big on this one. I was hard pressed to keep from gagging. For love of you I offered it up, but I kid you not Lord.....one soul for each nit. I have never been so horrified in my whole life. Sure, Lord, I love creation, but I am not a bug person and you know that. Clouds, trees, stars, the moon. Gorgeous. But when my daughter said, "Mommy, why did God make headlice?", I was struck dumb. "I don't know honey. I don't know why." "But, Mommy, you said everything has a purpose?" Yeah. That's right. I did tell her that. Maybe their purpose is to drive mothers crazy. Of course, I didn't say anything except, "It's not your fault, sweetheart." I got a big magnifying glass. "Mommy, if you find one, I DON'T want to see it." Right, the mommies get that honor ;)
This is the first time this has ever happened to us, thankfully. Every year there are outbreaks and my daughter has managed to escape it. Not this time. I got a call from the school nurse yesterday telling me that Michaela had headlice. Poor baby. Blond hair and lice just don't mix. The combs that come with the kits don't work either. So, I treated everyone's heads just in case and then spent six hours nitpicking. I scrubbed my house from top to bottom, washed everything in the house with hot water, boiled all the brushes and combs, vacuumed carpets, couches, chairs, and bagged all stuffed animals. Poor kid's the cleanest kid in the country, bar none. I can vouch for that... 5 baths later.
St. Therese, I got you beat on this one. Clicking teeth is nothing compared to nitpicking. God have mercy....once is enough. My guardian angel was snickering over this one I'm sure, I guess I needed to eat some humble pie :)
Another good reason for homeschooling kids if you ask me.