Tuesday, April 25, 2006

The tick whisperer

Elizabeth: "Mom there's a little bug on my pillow. I think he's dead, but I want him off."

Winnie: "He's not dead."

Elizabeth: "Yes he is."

Winnie: "No, he's not -- see? Mom, look, see him?"

Mom looks to see a tick walking across her hand -- outside mom calmly says: "Oh, yes he is alive, isn't he?. That's one of those tick bugs. Here, let's get him outside." And I calmly pick him off of her hand with a Kleenex --the sticky legged thing did not come off all that willingly.

I have to remain calm so the girls don't get all freaked out when I find them in their hair -- it would be some kind of an ordeal if they were squirming and freaked out while I'm tweezing a bug off of them, but maybe I've overdone it because FOR THE LOVE OF PETE THERE'S A FUCKING TICK CRAWLING ON YOU!!!! AHHHH, RUN AWAY -- WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIE, IT'S A TICK!!!!

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Blogger blog author said...

OMG. that's EXACTLY my reaction to ticks. which probably stemmed from an experience when i was about 8.

we were riding back from my grandmothers, who lived, literally, over the river and thru the woods, and i started scratching my head. and there was this bump on it. and it itched like hell. and the drive home was like an hour and a 1/2, so finally i told mom and she pulled over, popped the hatch back and extracted a HUGE fat tick from my scalp. yeah, nice. then, best part, she stomped it on the ground leaving a Rorschach-like splat on the ground. then she explained to me that the splat was blood that the tick had sucked out of my hair.

good thing 8-year olds aren't very impressionable.

*shudder*

5:10 PM  
Blogger kim said...

GHA! That's the kind of experience which carries the potential to spawn a second personality.

9:26 AM  
Blogger Airelee said...

Hahahahahahahahahahah!!!!!!!! I love the way you recount your daily happenings!

12:07 AM  
Blogger kim said...

Dahling, you're her. Does this mean you are done with work then?

8:14 AM  
Blogger kim said...

you're here -- heeere, not her, here.

8:16 AM  

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