I tried not to laugh as I snuck into the kids' bedrooms to kiss them goodnight...
Two of the kids are wearing shower caps (one pink, one yellow), and reminded me of the pillsbury dough boy. Despite the sneaking, neither one was asleep. The caps were too crinkly, the goo was too gooey and stuff was oozing out at the ears and down their necks.
Monday night I put one daughter in a full-head vaseline/cornstarch poultice.
It's an internet concoction. I hate lice. With a white-hot hate. I'm willing to try just about anything. I can't even begin to describe the process of smearing vaseline over the scalp and down every strand of LONG hair... and then the mess of the cornstarch cloud over the top of it. Some kneading, twisting and packaging, and I had daughters who looked more like moist powdered donuts with plastic wrap. Their older brother saw them at lunchtime today and made some snide comment about cafeteria ladies... (He compassionately pasted a large sign to his bedroom door that reads "LICE-FREE ZONE. Keep Out") Karma. That's what I say.
I just couldn't bring myself to take the layers of chalky grease off today or tonight. I'm giving it one more day. Any guesses as to how many times I'll have to shampoo? Have you ever washed your hands after using vaseline?
Nothing could possibly live or breath under that stuff.
The second daughter never tested positive (although, have you ever tried to spot a nit on blond hair?) but she was having nightmares about being itchy, so she got the petroleum jelly treatment too. Her's didn't go on until lunchtime today, so she might be in for another night of suffering.