Mosquitoes love my family. Within seconds of any one of us going outside, we are eaten up. Seriously, like an unbelievable amount of bites (and yes, I do spray us all, but they get us nonetheless). They make me want to just lay down in the floor and scratch uncontrollably. My husband has no self-control either, he usually scratches his until they bleed. Big Brother's turn to whelps and give him a fever. They even love sweet Little Brother's soft fresh skin. What gives??? Leave us alone!!!
So, I was eaten alive the other night within about three minutes of being outside (but I killed every single one that landed on me...TAKE THAT!!!!). The next night I was pushing the boys in their swings and scratching my bites between pushes. Big Brother noticed.
William: Mommy, whatcha doing?
Mommy: A mosquito bit me and it itches really bad.
William: Don't scratch it! If you scratch it, it will itch.
There you have it folks. If you scratch your mosquito bites, they will itch. SOOOOOO, don't scratch.
Easier said then done :)
Summertime Sweets
2 years ago
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