Actually I should have titled this post "Ants in your pants, in your ears, on your feet, between your toes, under your diaper, on your tummy, in your belly button, crawling up your neck, and completely covering your clothes!"
Poor little Ben was covered with ants today at my mom and dads house. The kids were outside eating snow cones (yes, this probably had something to do with attracting the ants). Max comes into the house and says "There are ants on Ben". This was voiced very unenthusiastically, therefore I was really not concerned. My children for some reason have ant phobias. I did not at all rush to Ben's rescue, I simply took my time walking outside. Then I hear Emily say these exact words "Man that has to hurt", as I hear Ben's blood curdling screams! I was completely taken by surprise when my almost two year old baby was standing there with hundreds of ants on him! It was terrible. I started stripping his clothes off of him while Aunt Sally got the water hose. Those little boogers don't come off very easily either. Before I knew it, I had ants all of over me as well (luckily not in my pants!). These bites don't really seem to bother Ben anymore, but they do a pretty good job of making mommy feel bad!
I am not really feeling the love today. I am walking down the hallway and I find this note on Max's door. I take it he doesn't want Ben or I in his room, but Sam (of course it is his room also) and dad are okay!