We had a wonderful day Sunday.
You and Mommy slept in, so we missed church.
After you woke up from your nap, Mommy wasn’t feeling good, so you and Daddy went to the Irish festival.
You had kettle corn for the first time, and you really liked it. You also ate a Welsh biscuit for the first time, and you nibbled it down as fast as I could break off the pieces.
After the festival, we went home to have a little dinner, and then we went to hear a Ugandan Children’s Choir.
You were a big hit with the children from Uganda.
I let you stand and walk and dance in the back of the room. Each time the kids would run out to change, you’d follow after them.
When they ran out after one costume change you were standing in the hall with your tiny hands up in the air to balance yourself. As they ran by yelling, they slapped your little hand in a high five, one after another.
After the concert, several of the girls took turns holding you. They would pass you from girl to girl. You liked them all as much as they liked you.
Nearly everyone you encounter thinks you’re wonderful.
We had a great day Sunday.
Unfortunately, Monday, you woke up with hives. Mommy had to leave work to take you to the doctor.
We don’t think you’re allergic to kettle corn or Welsh biscuits — and those were the only new things you had to eat this weekend. We’re not sure why you’re breaking out.
Tuesday evening, your face looked better, but you still had small, red bumps on your arms and legs and bumps on your face.
Wednesday morning, everything had nearly cleared up, thanks to Benadryl®. But you still weren’t feeling very good, so daddy stayed home with you so you could rest. We’re writing down everything you eat, to try to figure out what you might be allergic to and what might be causing the hives.
No matter what, we had a great day Sunday.