Eaten Alive

This summer every night before bed we have a ritual. We go mosquito hunting! We turn on the lights, get magazines, towels, fly swatters, or anything that can be used as a mosquito killing weapon, and start searching for the little blood suckers. Most nights we get 5 or 6 per room, but we know that there is a ton more lurking in the dark. The reason we know this is because we all wake up covered in huge mosquito bites. As I write this I have probably 20 bites all over my body. We have no idea where they are all coming from!!! They keep us up half the night buzzing by our ears and making us itch after they have found a way through covers and clothes to bite whatever part of the body they can find. Pretty soon we are going to have to start wearing mosquito repellant to bed. In a way, we are looking forward to winter so that all the little flying demons will freeze to death and stop eating us for midnight snacks! Hopefully we can make it through the rest of summer without one of us getting West Nile Virus. We hate mosquitos and want them all to DIE!