Ant attack

I went to take a shower in my bathroom tonight and sent James to take one, too, in the boys' bathroom. As I got out, I heard screaming. Apparently, while we were gone over the weekend, some ants (James insists they were fire ants) moved in. Specifically, they set up house in one of the bath towels in the boys' bathroom and when James went to dry off, they bit him on the shoulders, back, legs, and neck. Here's a sampling:

After the tears stopped, we greased him up with Calamine lotion and put him to bed. He'll be ok. The towels will run through the washer and dryer and be ok, too.

 

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