A family walk in a field, the possibility of chasing butterflies, making memories off the beaten path . . .
20 minutes later, Henry looked like this:
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Yes, folks, those are ticks. Don't bother counting. The answer is just under 300!
300 embedded baby ticks that needed to be removed, with tweezers, one at a time, and drowned in rubbing alcohol. That's a lot of Power Ranger episodes and patience that definitely deserves two Super Hero Squad figures!
In the morning, we understood why Henry had had a difficult night sleeping:
Apparently each tick left behind a red itchy bump!
Sweet Henry, thank you for being so brave! We'll never make you go to Tick Field again!
1 comment:
We've now learned they're called "seed ticks". They are Satan's Spawn!
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