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<\/p>\nLiam didn’t pass or fail. Who but him could be so ambiguous? <\/p>\n
The good news is that our three hour visit went really well. The last forty-five minutes was the worst. Liam was hungry, bored, tired of that room, and reacting slightly. <\/p>\n
The other good news is that those three hours ended up being a gift to us. Because of all the implications, they recommend no siblings come along. Thankfully it worked for Adam to go to work with David this morning. I am hardly ever alone with Liam this summer and it was so much fun. He talks a lot so I didn’t realize until today how much Adam dominates certain conversation times (like on the road) until Adam wasn’t there. Liam had time to ask all the little questions like, “Why do just those peoples get to go?” when we sat waiting for a green arrow as the cars beside us zoomed straight ahead. I can’t help it. I get little throbs of happiness every time I hear evidence of the boys’ brains expanding, noticing, learning.<\/p>\n
We spent the three hours reading lots of stories, working on his sticker book from Peter, playing basketball, trotting down the hall to get water because it is SOO much fun to push the button, going to the bathroom, and finally me singing to him when nothing else impressed him. <\/p>\n
He ate the full serving of egg laced cake which meant he got about 1\/8 of an egg. And not until after the last bite did he pop a real hive under his ear and a red spot on an arm and a leg. His face was a little flushed, his eyes watered and itched, and his skin was scratchy. And that was that. <\/p>\n
“So now what do we do with him?” his allergist said when we walked in the door.<\/p>\n
Pretty much the question we’ve asked for two years. <\/p>\n
As long as he doesn’t get diarrhea, we can try again with 1\/20 of an egg in something baked after a few days. Hopefully we can desensitize his system entirely. <\/p>\n
Right now all I want to do is sleep for a month. I’m tired of ingredients and cooking and percentages and ambiguous results. But then I’d miss out on a month full of Liam’s cuteness. Because who can resist a three year old who grabs your chin at the post office and says in a surprised tone, “You’re dute.” Both ladies around me erupted with laughter. <\/p>\n
Liam looked a little surprised at the laughter and then when things settled down he wrapped his arms around me and in a muffled voice I heard, “I iiii ou.” <\/p>\n
“You love me?”<\/p>\n
“No, I ‘ike ou.”<\/p>\n
I love you, too, Liam.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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