Can't do it...

I spent the weekend cleaning and doing laundry, only to have Taylor come home itching her head. She proceeds to tell me she keeps finding bugs. BUGS! She's got LICE! I could puke. Dan is going to comb through her hair because I can't bear to. Now that I am all caught up on the laundry I get to wash everything that will fit in the machine because it might have lice. As of yet I see none on Ian. I could just puke.

Oh and Ian is trying to give me gray hair...