Friday, November 1, 2013
Mostly Tricks This Halloween!
But they do say Trick OR Treat, so someone has to get some tricks. Well, yesterday was full of them. And I should know better, we once spent most of Halloween in the ER with one of our tykes, so this isn't our first time having a Tricky Halloween.
So what went wrong? First, there was my fall season cold and laryngitis. What words I can speak sound like a squeaky mouse cartoon. Second, was Scott's forgotten computer. Gone is his 6-mile, no traffic commute to work. A laptop left at home is now a major disaster. I start heading north, he starts heading south and we meet wherever the traffic gods say we will meet leaving us both with a lots less time in our day and more gray hairs on our head. Third, was the monster, the giant beast in a little form. A monster that doesn't discriminate based on race, religion, or socioeconomic status. The monster's name is lice. The call came just as I had pulled back in from meeting up with Scott, so I was far from relaxed.
Yes, given enough kids and enough years at enough schools, we were bound to fall victim, but did it have to happen on Halloween? The day of school parties and school parades? When the school called, they said so kindly, "there isn't an emergency, but your child has lice." And I really wanted to say, "can't it be a little bitty emergency instead, because I really don't want to all that laundry and hair combing." But instead I said "I'm so sorry, I'll be there as soon as I can."
Further inspection, found our problem wasn't exactly isolated. Given the fact the kids share just about everything and often come and snuggle in with Scott and I, we ALL needed to be treated just to be safe, because one louse can lead to like 4 gazillion lice in no time. Plus, pretty much everything in the house needed to be washed. It is now the end of another day and I'm still not done with the laundry. Good news, we get to do this whole process over again in 7-10 days, just to be safe.
I was doing laundry and bagging up stuffed animals as trick-or-treaters came to the house. I didn't need a costume as I was such a fright - no voice from the laryngitis, no make-up, hair a ratty-mess from the no conditioner and comb out treatment (holy mother, I have kinky curly hair, I can't go without conditioner). It wasn't exactly how I envisioned meeting all the new neighbors on Halloween night. But, our house is rather dark, so hopefully they couldn't me very well.
On a very good note, we survived. We managed to get sanitized in time for the kids to trick-or-treat. And, oh my, did they score. From the volume of candy they brought home, there couldn't possible have been any candy left for any other kids - but it turns out that is just how kind our neighbors are. Full size candy bars and handfuls of treats.
That is life in the stroller lane.