We had girl scout cookie booths and birthday gymnastic parties and visits with family.
At 2:30 am, on what technically was the wee hours of Sunday morning, CB woke up bright eyed and bushy tailed sitting at the kitchen table ready for a full breakfast. After a few glasses of water and a way past midnight snack we returned to bed. At 7:15 am she was hovering over my bed trying to pull off my covers with her hand and mouth covered in poop.
After bathing her and dressing her in fresh clothes I returned to the warm bed to snuggle with my man in the little time we had left before the girls got all geared up and we needed to ready ourselves for church.
One of the girls ran down the hall and jumped in between us, as is typical for weekend mornings. As I stroked her hair I noticed...
Lice eggs. Tons of lice eggs.
So that was the rest of my Sunday - lice annihilation. If you don't know what that entails it is simply horrid. Tons of laundry, bagging up stuffed animals, pillows, comforters, vacuuming everything from rugs to mattresses to sofas and treatments on all the girls (though I only found eggs on one) which is labor intensive with shampooing, methodical combing, blow drying on high heat and flat ironing.
Obviously, Sunday was not very productive in terms of my writing goals.
Monday I recovered.
You gotta love parenthood.