Tick… tick….

No, not a clock… unfortunately.  The creepy, crawly, Lime Disease and Rocky Mountain Spotted Fever kind.  I was the first after a hike at the In-Laws “Old Place.”  Oh yeah… I also got poison ivy, lovely:)

We went over to the neighbors the other night and the kids played in the woods.  During baths something told me to check Princess a little more carefully… Bingo!  A big old tick in her hair.  The CFO took that one.  So while I was finishing up with Princess the CFO stripped down Dash and Bruiser to do a thorough tick check.  She found one on Dash.  This was no ordinary tick.  This was a ninja special agent tick.

So I geared up and took this one.  It seems this guy had already dug in and it seemed to bother (hurt) Dash a bit, based on his scream.

So I did what every Dad would do, I said “give me your finger.”  His next comments…. “Is that my blood?  Cool!  Look guys, my blood!”  That’s my boy:)

Teaching a child not to step on a caterpillar is as valuable to the child as it is to the caterpillar.
Bradley Millar
If you think you are too small to be effective, you have never been in bed with a mosquito.
Betty Reese
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