The last few weeks can be defined by one word - itchy. I noticed my older son having a little scratch in his hair so I had a little look expecting to find nothing. It was anything but nothing. In the crown of his hair were many many little black dots no bigger than a pin head and they were.... moving, all over the place, very quickly. I immediately sent hubby out to get some nit lotion, I have no faith in the old conditioner and comb method at all. It said on the bottle to treat the whole family at the same time, so there we all were on a Saturday night watching TV while we waited for the lotion to take effect, how very rock and roll.
I was pretty traumatised when I saw little black critters trying to escape down son 1's back desperately trying to escape the lotion. We washed them down the plug hole despite his concern about what would happen to them and worrying that we had killed them. Next up came son 2 and I was horrified to see a couple of brown nits wash out of his hair. By this time I was itching like mad but I wasn't sure whether it was psychological or not. Nothing washed out of my hair to my relief, but I decided to have a go with the nit comb too just to be sure. I pulled out the king nit, the big cheese of the nit world with a big fat tummy full of blood, mine to be precise. Cue screaming, scratching of head and general shaking of hands and feet.
Every night since then I've used the comb and conditioner on all of us, it's a pain but has to be done. So this is my introduction to the world of nits four weeks into the school term!