We've been tearing up some backwoods swimming holes here in Polk County, Arkansas. Great fun, yes. But after tonight, that shit is over. Tonight I spent more than an hour picking seed ticks off Aidan and Asher's nether regions with rubbing alcohol and tweezers.
Oh yes, you read correctly.
Hundreds of these little bastards!
We first noticed them during the bbq/pool party at a friend's house this evening. There were some behind Asher's ear and we quickly found them every fucking where! At one point he was in the bathtub with 3 girls - me and two of my nieces. He pretty much ate that up - giggling at inappropriate times, such as when I was cupping whatever home spun recipe of shit we were trying at that point onto his... um... below the belt equipment. Aidan walked in around this time and jumped to his brother's aid by screaming "Get off my brother's pen*s!". Believe me, kid, I'd love to, really I would! He got his dose of it once we got back to my mom's place and broke out the tweezers and rubbing alcohol. Asher was first and was SO good about it. We gave him a bag of Funyuns and he took it like a man. Aidan bowed up a bit at first but once he was sure the girls weren't looking at him, he let me get business taken care of.
Betcha this is a vacation they'll never forget.
And that is how I remembered why I'm a city girl these days.