Tick(ed)

Jillian was relaxing on Daddy's lap while we read a story. When Jillian sat up, Daddy noticed something on her back. When he looked really close, he saw that it was a bug. He tried to brush the bug off, but it wasn't budging. That's when Daddy figured out that it must be a tick!

So, Daddy tried calling Mommy, but there was no answer. Figuring that someone from North Dakota should know how to deal with ticks, Daddy tried calling Grandpa Peterson, but still came up empty. Fortunately, Auntie Charolette and Uncle Davey were home, and said they would come over. In the meantime, Daddy called Mommy again and she answered. Mommy gave all sorts of ways to handle the tick, including rubbing alcohol, tweezers and something hot. None of them worked, and Jillian wasn't real fond of having to sit still that whole time.

Auntie Charolette and Uncle Davey showed up. Jillian was put over Uncle Davey's lap, and he grabbed onto the tick with his fingers, gave a quick tug, and out came the whole thing. Jillian didn't even know what happened, and got right back to playing. We went ahead and bagged up the tick so that Mommy could see it, too.