Mosquito-Bites

This weekend, we went to a welcome home party for family friends who were back from service in Iraq. It was a lot of fun, and such a perfect night, too. It had been raining all day, and it finally let up around 7 or so, and we were all able to enjoy the great backyard set-up.

All except Eve, of course.

For one, they had dogs. Three, actually. Now, all of the dogs were really small, and couldn't have cared less about her, but for some reason, she started screaming and climbing up whoever was holding her when the dogs came close. Embarassing, especially since she's been around plenty of other dogs!

Then, when we got home, I realized that we'd been carting a mosquito along with us as he flew out of the car. Fantastic. I didn't think too much of it...until the next morning when Eve woke up- with 11 mosquito bites on her head!




Luckily, she didn't seem bothered by them at all, and they're rapidly healing. But still- eleven bites?? Sad! I felt pretty awkward taking her to church- who knows what she looked like, poor thing!