Big Oops

The thing I have been fearing most at daycare with Evie's move to a new room (where they sit at table and all eat together--no high chairs to keep them separated) happened yesterday at lunch. Evie got a hold of something, probably cheese pizza since that was the meal for the day. However, no one saw exactly what happened (which may be more aggravating than the fact that she ate the cheese in the first place) so we can't be 100% sure but it seems very likely.

The end result was Evie swelling up like a marshmallow afterwards and getting red and blotchy with a rash and hives. When daycare called she apparently looked really scary horrid, but they gave her Benadryl so she looked slightly less horrific when I got there to pick her up. Here she is with still swollen partway shut eye:
I think this picture looks bad but it looked even worse in person, and I'm not just saying that. It really did look weirder and more horrible in the flesh. So the bad news is that Evie ate milk something or other and had a bad reaction to it (duh, that's why we emphasize that she is milk allergic!) but the good news is I think daycare will probably not make this mistake again. I am not sure if folks didn't 100% believe me that she has a SEVERE allergy or what, but she really does have a very serious allergy which we also need to take seriously. Most of the time when I tell people she is allergic to milk they assume I mean lactose intolerant or something more mundane. This doesn't look too mundane though, does it.

It really stinks to take your child in healthy and have her returned to you looking like that, particularly since I think this was perfectly avoidable. Yeah, she may catch the flu or get bit by some kid or even punched in the noggin' and those things happen, but she should not have access to stuff that could cause this kind of a reaction. Hopefully we can go a while before something like this happens again (or never have it happen again would be perfect). Ok, enough of that rant!

So after getting Evie home, I went to send a quick email to co-workers to let them know Evie was fine (after dashing out in a hurry) and while doing this, Evie:

• opened the back door
• walked down the steps of the deck
• ran into the yard and picked up a wood chip which she was thinking about eating...

as I ran out the door having my second heart attack of the day. I cannot believe how fearless she is. Note to self--always lock back door so Evie cannot open it--ALWAYS! It's like you always here too--I just had my back turned for a second (a minute or less) and that's when something always happens. This incident however left her unharmed and un-disfigured so that's something anyway.

Otherwise we are SOSO here. Evie has a pretty extensive vocabulary, including talking about Liam all the time (a boy in her class who gets into lots of trouble). She is also the teachers helper in telling the other kids 'No' and she has taught her classmates the word 'hot'. She loves frozen waffles for breakfast (dairy-free of course) and when the toaster pops she wants them right away. So we always say 'hot, hot, hot' to get her to wait and she thinks it means (I am assuming based on her usage of it) that hot means 'give me more food, darn it!'. I am trying to get her to understand hot means wait or it isn't ok to eat yet, but we'll see. She calls fake soy cheese hot all the time for some reason, and clearly it isn't.