Everything seemed to be going well this morning. Our daughter had not woken up before the milkman so we did not have the ‘ is it time to get up yet ‘ question shouted in to us every five minutes. Then when we did get up there was no outbreak of world war 3 over shoes, uniform or lost whatever. In fact i should of realised everything was going to well as i was lulled in to a false sense of peacefulness. It was broken as i dressed upstairs and heard my daughter come halfway up the stairs and then shout to me ‘ dad i had an insect in my hair ‘. Before i had even had time to wonder what on Earth she was going on about the doom and gloom don’t play with fire in the morning ( in other words my other half ) entered the room. ‘ Shes got nits ‘ was the declaration and so begins are war on the nits.
Now this wasn’t fully unexpected as for the past 6 months there has been outbreaks of nits within our daughters class in school. I don’t know if the nit spreader has ever been brought to justice but you cant dodge a bullet forever as they say. Anyway a trip to the chemist for some hair medication and a nit comb and she will be sorted. The bloody annoying thing is as soon as i found out about are new friends my head starting itching. We have both checked our hair and it does look like its only a child infestation at this moment in time, but that hasn’t stopped the itching so it must be a mind thing.
The outcome of this little adventure in nits is that i have decided that as a family we should all get our heads shaved. For me its not a problem as i have had short hair before. The females on the other hand totally dismissed it and one even started crying, so i withdrew the decision………so they think. Tonight is operation ‘ shave head whilst asleep ‘. This may sound cruel but i feel its needed to be sure we have overcome the massing invaders. Now were are my clippers.
