Guess what we found in A's school bag today! She brought home some great valentines and a nice and friendly letter from the nurse saying there is...a case of LICE in the classroom!!!
Okay, I'm a teacher so I know what the drill is regarding lice. You find a case of lice in the class. You frantically call the nurse as you begin to get very paranoid about everyone that is standing next to you. You have EVERY single kid's hair checked. You secretly freak out and think about everyone you leaned over that day as your long (untied) hair unknowingly touched their lice infested heads. And then you write home a very nice and friendly letter saying that a case of lice has been found in the classroom and that everything will be okay as long as they buy special chemicals to wash out their child's hair, their hair, their husband's hair, the hair of any other children they may have in the house, the blankets, the sheets, the couch, their entire family's wardrobe, and maybe even the house pet. And parents usually follow directions because, really, who wants to deal with bugs that hide out in the hair. Ewwww.
Just the thought of lice makes me itchy. I'm itching my head as I type. And I am not feeling calm despite the letter's carefully constructed tips on how to deal with the nasty little things.
The clincher: A's preschool program has a blog that uploads pictures of the kids from that day. A's long (untied) hair is in the close vicinity of many other little heads in every single shot.
Oh, the joys of public education.
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On a more pleasant note:
Valentine's Day was spent with some quality time at the germ infested playground located inside the mall. It was so grimy in there that even A was distracted by her sticky hands. After 10 minutes, she asked me if she could wash her hands. Gross.
On the way out from A&W (where we used their washroom without purchasing anything), I saw a balloon artist sitting at the entrance. I thought A&W hired him as a way of luring in tired parents with promises of happy children and a fun time for all. I was kind of impressed that A&W knew their stuff. There are few things more alluring to a child than a balloon...So I asked the guy to make one for A.
Shameless, I know! As if it weren't enough that I used A&W's bathroom for free but, now, I was trying to get a balloon for my daughter on their dime. (I was going to tip him!) Well, the joke was on me because it turns out he was selling them, not freely passing them out, and the particular flower balloon I wanted was TWO bucks. So, basically, he was using A&W to get some business from unsuspecting parents that thought they, too, could get a free balloon for their child. (That is actually genius.)
And, get this, we didn't even have the joy of watching him create the balloon! He had a few on the side and just handed us one. What?!
A was done with the balloon after an hour of sporadic play but I made her drag it around a while longer and then I made her pose for a picture as if it were the greatest thing a girl could ask for.
They say some things are priceless...like a child's smile.
Not this one. This one cost us $2.
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