A few of us moms from Stella's class are swapping playdate hostessing duties since school let out ridiculously early. Enjoying the weather, sitting on the porch with my laptop while the girls have scooter races in the driveway. Relaxing during their inevitably fleeting bit of cooperative, independent fun before one of them comes running to me breathlessly to tell on one of the others.
We have new names now, well three of us do. Scout, Scout Barbie, and me, Queen Alexika. Scout named me. Scout Barbie doesn't like it. But Scout Barbie will have to put up with me being Queen Alexika for the week if she doesn't stop being so bossy.
The Scout Princesses of Sea, Night and Sky are all French braided. Because, guess what? The lice came back. Courtesy of the neighbor boy. The lice don't get new names. Well, maybe Herman.
As I type a pest control truck backs out of the neighbor's driveway. I clicked the link emblazoned on the truck. They don't handle lice. But they do bedbugs.
Tonight, I will pray.