so- got an email this evening that a friend's daughter has HEAD LICE. Now, husband has been grumpy the last few days, sort of just tired and kinda out of sorts, and admitting to it. but it's wearing on me. so he's taking a call tonight when i get email and of course i promptly toss all kids in the tub, sterilize my lice comb, and dump olive oil on their ringlety heads and start scraping away looking for any sign of anything!!!
husband stays on phone until i'm on 3rd head, and i ask for him to help. he acts like i'm being totally ridiculous. he's like 'fine. i'll help when you're done. i don't even know what i'm looking for. i've never seen a louse.' i tell him to go look it up on the computer, get an idea and come check the heads i've detangled (which if you have curly haired kids you know that they howl and holler at a normal comb, let alone a lice comb!). he gets really grumpy with me and acts like i'm totally out of my head. at which point, i pretty much am. i just want him to come in and double check a head or two and let me know i'm not overlooking herds of galloping lice (i'm tired, it's after dinner and around bedtime) but he's just insisting he doesn't even know what to look for, that there's too many people in the bathroom, that he can't see past the oil that's on my kids heads, and he doesn't know what i want him to do. and he keeps saying he doesn't know what a nit or egg looks like no matter how many sites or descriptions i give him. ugh.
i leave him w/ kids, comb and tub. then come in to wash their hair after shampooing. he is still mad at me, and i'm pretty peeved.
NO LICE! 
but man. i think we'll be fighting for the next 3 days about this!
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. In some ways it's easier to pee umpteen times a day than to change diapers and nurse around the clock. And now I'm actually going to experience what it's like to carry around possibly up to 14 or 15 lbs of baby in my belly. Oh the irony. 
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