I've hated them since my freshman year of college when my biology teacher (who was a transfer from TX) talked about them incessantly (and of course tested on everything he never spoke of). It was the only class in which I ever received a C. Stupid fire ants.
It is the season for fire ants here. It's practically impossible to keep up with all of the mounds that pop up all over our gigantic yard. The mounds arise almost instantaneously and will get gigantic quickly if not treated.
I decided to do a little yard work during Dean's nap yesterday and was bit 4-5 times while mowing. I was constantly moving and only near an active mound (that I know of) once. The little buggers hurt like heck! They leave a much worse souvenir than mosquitoes. The bite kind of puffs up like a hive at first, then turns red on the perimeter, and then there's a white tip in the middle that kinda looks like a zit. They itch and burn (hence the name FIRE ant) for awhile. This morning I was out cleaning up. I was only out for less than a minute and was not even near a mound (that I know of) and was bit again! It really makes me paranoid about letting Dean play outside. I never let him play on the grass and I'm constantly on the look out for ants coming near him while on the sidewalk.
Next year I think I may push for an all yard treatment by a professional pest control company. It may be pricey, but with a toddler to worry about, I think it will be worth it.