The joy of having a school aged child...

Nothing like a good LICE scare to get you to clean the house. Yesterday morning I was parting Stella's hair for some pigtails before school when I saw some things, some things that were white, some things that looked sadly suspicious, some things I didn't and don't ever want to see! I wasn't sure what it was, but the first thought that came to my mind was it was the dreaded lice. So I started picking, what I thought were, eggs out of her hair and I was just dusting them off of my fingers on to the floor. Then I freaked out and got the vacuum because I was like - what am I doing?! If those are eggs and they hatch, oh no!!!!!!!!!! So I banned Stella to the exercise mat that happened to be out. I told her to sit there and not to move and then a vacuuming I went - upstairs, downstairs, beds, couches, Jonah's hair...no I didn't really, but I was tempted. Thankfully my parents were in town and could pick up some shampoo from the store. I shampooed Stella's hair, and I did mine too just for good measure. Then I started in on the laundry. Seriously I did so many loads of laundry I really can't even begin to count or think back to what the grand total was. I caught myself looking at the coats hanging in the mudroom and I said to myself - Stella's coat was touching that coat, and well they could have jumped to that one over there, oh let's just take them all down and wash them.... I tend to get a little OCD-ish when it comes to things like this. So I pretty much laundered every item in the house, or at least it felt like it. I was exhausted when it was time for bed. Today I went in early to talk to her teacher and explain her absence and see if I should have her checked out by the school nurse. So we went to the office and she checked Stella's hair and and asked me what I saw and when I was describing it, she informed me that it wasn't lice. Praise the Lord, because I was thinking about how I was going to have to go home and re-wash all the linens again...again, signs of OCD. She then said if they were in fact eggs, they would be very hard to get off the strand and that wasn't the case with Stella. There was definitely something on the strands of her hair, but it slid off pretty easily. Big, huge, gigantic sigh of relief. Tonight I plan on takin'er easy. Does anyone have an itchy head after reading this...I do.