Quarantined. Again.
I thought we were done with this. In the last year and a half, we’ve been confined to quarters twice: once when my then ten-year-old, Betsy, tested positive for covid, and again a few months later when my then five-year-old, Waffle, and I both did. The kids were asymptomatic, and I had a mild cold. The most dangerous part was all the time we had to spend together. Ten straight days of family time can be fatal. Thankfully, all of that seemed to be behind us. Then, we made a startling discovery Monday night. Nobody would be going anywhere the next day. But this wasn’t covid, and we didn’t need a test to see our family was positive. All the signs were visible to the naked eye.
Lice. Just reading that word probably makes your scalp itch. Not only do they spread incredibly easily, but they come with a huge social stigma attached. Getting them makes people think you’re dirty and unhygienic, when really all it proves is that you have hair. With plenty of long, flowing locks…
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