Then the bed strip, the fumigation, the lice search on Mom's head, then Dad's head (well, not really), the whole-family quarantine, the skipping school day. Then the pillow quarantine, dipping the couch in a gasoline tub, spraying down the 4 car seats, 7 loads of hot water wash + dry everything soft in the house and LOTS of combing my hair with this really fine comb.
Hey Mom, what's that little thing moving?