Well, we learned about fire ants the hard way shortly after we moved into the new house. Poor little Noah was in the back yard standing on what looked like a patch of dirt and within a few second his poor little feet (he was only wearing crocs) and legs were covered, and I mean COVERED, in fire ants. Apparently they are all over the place in Louisiana and they are terrible. Once one ant bites they send out some signal to the other ants and they all start attacking. I got bit in the process of smacking them off of him and it seriously burns like fire, hence the name. I quickly stripped him down and got him into a bath. The pain quickly subsided and this is what was left behind (sorry about the poor picture quality):
After a day they all become puss filled blisters and looked like nasty whitehead pimples. So gross. It took them almost two weeks to completely heal and the poor little guys still has scars from them. So sad!
Fortunately we got some Fire Ant killer and the little guys have moved out. After a thorough yard inspection I discovered three more ant mounds and they have since left too. You don't really kill all the ants just the queen and then after she has died the rest of the ants "move out" and find a new home. So you basically just chase them into someone else's yard and hope that they don't get chased back into your yard. So, every couple of days I walk the yard to make sure that no new mounds have formed. So far, so good. But I am sure it will only be a matter of time.

