Well, crap

When my third child was born last year, a little pale with a sprout of curly red hair on top resembling allergic kid #1, my first reaction was a loving, maternal "Oh, crap."  Well actually, truth be told, the reaction was a bit more barnyard crass than that.   He has been a super-sweet blessing to our family, but a rashy, wheezy (occasionally seizing) one at that.  Today's visit to our overly kind allergist proved my initial reaction to Baby Jack to be true.

Milk, egg, wheat, and barley skin tests...all painfully positive... and that's all he tested.  (If they're going to have multiple food allergies, is it too much to ask that they be the same among siblings? Apparently, yes.)  At least the saline control was negative, so he's not allergic to water or salt.   So I did what I always do after an allergist's visit, went and spent $150 on 2 bags of groceries at Whole Foods.  Don't worry, I'll perk up in a few days with a new resolve and some new recipes to prove it.