Sunday, May 11, 2008

I'm thankful for haircuts and intuition!!!

Well okay, rather than "intuition", it was probably more like an elbowing from the Spirit... here's the story:
My boys go with Mitch to the Father and Sons campout on Friday afternoon. They come home on Saturday afternoon (not a very long break for mom's in my opinion), and they are FILTHY dirty!!! But they wanted to play outside for a while, so I let them before I gave them baths. Just before Collin hops in the tub, I say to Mitch "wow, his hair is getting long, you should cut it." So Mitch takes a look and says, yeah, but we have somewhere to be in 45 minutes, it can wait for another day. So I didn't give it another thought. Then out of nowhere, Mitch says "you know what? I will just buzz him really quick and then he can take a bath." So he proceeds to give Collin a buzz, and I leave the bathroom. All the sudden, Mitch is yelling for me to come quick (I think that he forgot that "quick" and 8 months pregnant do not mix well). So I make my way back up stairs and he has this panicked and disgusted look on his face and he's looking at Collin's head. I asked what the problem was and he told me Collin had a tick in his head right at the base of his hairline- of course, where the hair was longest! Can I just say eeeeeeeeeeeeewwwwwwww!!!! I looked and sure enough, it was halfway in his poor little head! So I called my friend Lara, who is an avid camper, and asked if she'd gone through this before. She said to put vaseline on its butt (who knew ticks breathed through their butts?) and then very carefully pull it out with tweezers- but to be careful to not squeeze the body, because it will detatch from the head- and the head is what you want to get out!
So after about 10 minutes of Mitch struggling with Collin to hold still, he finally got it out. (I am so glad I didn't have to do it by myself, I don't know how I would have handled that!) He made sure he got it all, and then we gave Collin the scrubbing of his life! Talk about messing with my heartstrings! If we (Mitch) hadn't listened to his feelings, we would have never found it or it might have been to late and we could have had a serious problem on our hands!
I also found one on Cameron, but it hadn't gone into his head yet, it was just in his hair. Double eeeewwwww!!! I don't think my boys have ever been so clean!

5 comments:

Cherie said...

Way to listen to the promptings! I'm paranoid about ticks! I can't enjoy camping and hiking because I worry too much about it.

I need you to email me (use my work email: tidbits(at)utahtidbits(dot)com - I'll get it faster) so we can catch up... where are you living? what are you doing?

Thibodeau fam said...

eeeewwwww...is right! My broher-in-law went cmaping last summer and got a tick, but sadly he now has lime disease. I don't know much about the disease though.

Hope you have a good week. Are you coming to I.F this summer?

Chris and Miranda Johnson Family said...

I wouldn't have been able to handle that either. I hate ticks let alone one burrowed in my kids hair. 8 months wow so close.

Jenn J. said...

Ok, the thought of ticks always freaks me out and gives me the heeby jeebies, so reading your post made me a little queezy. Poor Collin! (And Cameron!) I'm glad you guys got them out. Eeew.... GROSS!!

Lacey and Joe said...

Carlie, that was a great story! Thanks for enviting me to your blog!