Our whole family went camping this last weekend. We spent the 48 hours in extremely close quarters. We didn't go anywhere without each other. We slept in the same (gigantic). With kids this age, no one even went into the bathroom by themselves.
So then, how is it that William and I are both covered in chigger bites (William pronunciation: ch-higger) and the rest of the family doesn't have any (or just 1-2). William in particular is COVERED with bites,the poor guy. I'm estimating somewhere around 50-100. I'm currently trying to write an appropriate draft of an email in my head to William's teacher for tomorrow. Something along the lines:
If it appears that William has ants in his pants, he doesn't. It is somewhere around 50 chigger bites in his pants. Poor guy.
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