Bites...

When we first told people we were moving to Texas, a lot responded by first talking about the heat and second they'd always mention something about the BUGS. In the past, both Stephen and I have visited various parts of Texas a few different times and thought we knew what we we're getting ourselves into. Now we really we laugh at ourselves, because we had no idea.
At night we will be watching T.V. or laying in our bed reading and there will be a loud tapping at the window. What is that sound you may ask? Oh right...that would just be the BUGS attracted by the light hitting the window. Both Stephen and I have all sort of bites around our ankles and last week, Stephen accidentally stepped into a hill of fire ants as he was getting Andrew out of the car. You might say...a little "trial by fire". Ha ha ha.

It would be one thing if they were just outside and stayed outside, but they aren't. We've found many little 6-legged friends inside our home too. The worst for me are the cockroaches. I seem to scream every time I see them...without fail. They are just so BIG. I don't know if I'll ever get use to these critters.

Andrew sure has had his run with the Texas bugs. The worst part about it is they found him while he was sleeping in his bed. He'd wake up and have not just 1 or 2 new bites, but 6-7 bites all over his face, hands and arms The worst was when he had some type of allergic reaction and his eye was swollen. I felt so bad.
One lady at the store thought he had the chicken pox. Really? Would I take my child out into a public place if he had the chicken pox? It's a mystery as to what's been biting him. We can't seem to figure it out and I've been cleaning like a mad women sanitizing this place from ceiling to floor trying to get rid of everything. I'm hoping we can figure something out soon and things will be better.

Not the best pic. but just look at those bites!

I think we counted 15 bite on just his one hand. Crazy!