Apparently Poppy wants lice. Her drive to wreak havoc overrides common sense.
I volunteered this week at an organization that supplied shirts and caps. This morning I had a bug land on my leg and I'm sure it was an adult lice. So I had husband check my head, threw away the comb, and even though he couldn't find anything, decided it was best to run out for medicated shampoo. While I was showering Poppy pulled out my hairbrush and used it. Intentionally! She wanted the drama surrounding lice treatment. She got drama because I freaked the hell out. I know I shouldn't react... but freaking hell! We have guests coming for July Fourth. I'm so upset. And I know it's my imagination but my head is crawling!
She has pulled this before. It's how she managed to get herpes. I caught her smearing on my lip gloss on after I warned both girls not to use any from my purse because I had a cold sore.
