An Angry Mama with Brown Ears

Two things happened yesterday. We went for a walk in the park and I dyed my hair.
Fine. But how did these two events coincide to leave me with ears stained brown, a brown stain on my forehead and residual anger?
Let me 'splain....
While walking in the park, well the parentals were walking, The Empress was being strolled. So ok. On the last bit of the walk, Ev sees a leafy branch laying on the ground, she picks it up and starts wielding it over her head like a leafy, magical canopy. All was well until I saw a TICK in her hair and running for her scalp. I shrieked "Drop that branch!" Les stops strolling and look all around on the ground and he's yelling " What?!?! What is it?!?!?! What's going on?!?!?" I couldn't answer because I was busy chasing a TICK around Ev's head and she was sitting stock still and silent (also a little pale), so I KNOW she was freaked. I got the gross disgusting thing and stomped it into oblivion on the pavement. Les goes " AGGHHH A TICK THEN?" and I'm all like "YES!! A TICK!" Then we frantically search the rest of Ev's little person. AND the stroller.
Then Ev's starts in with the asking, what's a tick and Les tells her. And she remembers us digging them outta Billy Bones in North Carolina. And her freak out elevates to the nth degree. She refuses to get back in the stroller and she starts complaining about total body itching.
Eventually we get her calmed down and the evening moves on.
Long cuddles and into bed.
Then I start dyeing my hair.
I get to the point where I set the timer and I am trying to wipe the spillage off of my skin.
Then Ev comes storming out of her room and claiming that her head is itching like "madness". I try to blow her off and then I remember the TICK. I think "oh crap! I missed one".
So I call her over and check her head.
Nothing.
I say "Ev were you in bed obsessing over the tick and your head started itching?" And she says yes. And I send her back to bed after some reassurance.
But it was too late for my ears and forehead.
Now I am angry. With brown ears.


Note to self: Unless kid is actually on fire next time, do not stop wiping the dye from your skin. Also? The husband can be called on for Ground Support.