The Itchy and Scratchy house

The day after Dr. Daddy and I celebrated our tenth anniversary he broke out in a rash. I told him he must be allergic to being married to me for that long. He didn't think it was funny. We discovered all our allergy medication was a few years out of date, so over the course of last week we restocked our medicine bag with fresh allergy meds.
And he was still itchy.
It looked like poison ivy which he is allergic to, but we couldn't think of how he would have come in contact with any. He also had some other rash that didn't quite look the same, but similarly itched like mad.
On Saturday we took the kids to a park. Eirena asked me to go "hunting for wild animals" with her. So we traipsed through the thicket. Sunday I broke out in bites. Chiggers, we think, and they look quite a lot like the second rash Dr. Daddy has. So we are both fighting the urge to scrape our skin off a la Eustace Clarence Scrubb. Thankfully the kids seem to have been spared this misery.
So here are some fun pictures we took of the kids on Sunday in their new get-ups from Tayta: