A Lice Day...Seriously?!

I've got to warn you.  You're not going to learn a single worthwhile thing from this post.  In fact, this is way more about me and much less about you.  I'm sorry for that, but I really need to share about the crisis my poor school is experiencing right now.  You see, we're having a lice day tomorrow.  School is cancelled.  It's that bad.  Since last Thursday over 60 sweet children have been sent home.  If that's not bad enough, at least 10 wonderful adults have also been given the bad news.  My heart just goes out to them.  I feel so bad.  Everyone is doing their best to be troopers, but I'm sure I would be a big mess and crying on the phone to my mother if they were found on my head.  (I've been checked about ten times, and although my scalp has been itching like crazy the past few days, so far I'm nit-free.  I'm in the minority.)  At this point I've done all I can do.  The classroom pillows and rugs are bagged up.  The headphones are put away.  The backpacks and jackets are on the backs of chairs.  The parents have been notified with letters and a phone call.  The hugs have even been replaced with high fives.  What else can we do but just pray those little things die and take all their friends with them.  Ugh.  What a way to end the year.