the egg. a tasty and delicious source of protein. i love it, the egg.
scrambled. fried. poached. on a sandwich. in a baked good.
oh yes, they shoot out of a chicken's ass - but, if we can ignore that simple fact, we can move forward with our adoration of the egg, can't we?
i really hate that i enjoy the egg as much as i do. in theory, i hate eggs. in fact, i love them.
moving on. guess who won't learn to love the egg any time soon - the Lils, cause she's allergic.
yeah, allergic - to eggs.
our appointment with the allergist this afternoon revealed as much. she isn't allergic to soy, milk, wheat or peanuts. but eggs, check.
it may be that she outgrows this, and we will be hoping for it. until that time, we run an egg-free house (although, i am cleared to eat eggs out of the house (we don't want to risk any egg exposure)).
other than finding out about this allergy, the appointment went fine. Lils wasn't that bothered by the pricks on her back. and, she wasn't that bothered when i got us lost on the way home. she slept the entire time i drove circles around downtown D.C. looking for a way back to our beloved Alexandria. and, an hour later (when we finally made it back to our neck of the woods), she wasn't bothered a bit when i woke her up to take her into the Dairy Godmother to get a sorbet fix (pink grapefruit sorbet, my new fav!).
she is an agreeable baby (who can't eat eggs)
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