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Schooling two active boys has never been more... interesting. That's the word I'm looking for!
I love my boys! God has given them the blessing of strong, active bodies and minds. We continually pray the first will remain intact, and the second will remain engaged with Him first, and then the school work. You'll meet my sweet sons, both entirely different, but both loving God to the best of their ability in the way He made them. I lovingly refer to them as my Bell Pepper Boy and my Habanero or Hambone. That should say it all!
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- Mystery of History vol. 1
- Saxon 5/4
- Horizons Grade 2
- A Beka Language
- Spelling Power
- Apologia Zoology 1
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- The Bible (Isaiah)
- Invitation to the Jesus Life
- Discover Your Child's Learning Style
- The Way They Learn
- Archimedes and the Door of Science
- (all things Trojan at the moment)
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Monday, March 2, 2009
Food Mystery
Posted in Boy Things
No, this isn't about your standard "Mystery Meat" from some heated lunch program somewhere, or even my own kitchen. (Though, it is quite possible I have served things that were less "obvious" than others.)
Our adventures this last weekend were more tied to a food mystery, actually. I'm not entirely sure what the source of it was (hence the mystery). It all started, actually, on Thursday night when I was "out" for the night, and my husband took the boys out to run errands and grab a quick bite at that Bulls Eye Store. ;')
It was one of those meals a mom might not dare to do with two young sons when she was alone. I suppose that's why it was a "Daddy Meal" that night. A hot dog, pretzel and cheese, and an icee. Absolutely no nutritional value whatsoever, but someone thought it qualified at the time. No problems...that we knew of in that moment.
A couple hours later our older son, Bell Pepper, was ITCH-Y (with a capital "itch")! He was covered in hives, head to toe, and it wasn't looking pretty. I won't go into all the details (as that might not be helpful to my marriage at some levels), but there was disagreement on treatment of said hives. A dose of 24-hour allergy medicine was completely worthless for the most part, and couldn't be mixed with anything else. Ah, well. We did get through it, though, with a whole lot of calamine! The adventure is basically over now.
As I was thinking about this hive "thing" with my Bell Pepper, I realized we haven't had this happen in several years. But, there was a time that it happened regularly. I spent many days and nights cycling through Benedryl. He was a rather itchy child in his early years. What was it, you ask? Well, we don't entirely know, since the causes seemed so unrelated and sporadic. There wasn't any consistent thing we could find, and I didn't really want to put him through the trauma of allergy testing.
Let's see. We found he had an intolerance to regular formula at about 7 months. It was soy milk for that boy for nearly 2 years until he outgrew the sensitivity. When he was an infant, a pool with chlorine made him rash up in seconds. Some "clean" clothing given to us from a friend must have slipped under the radar, since that gave him...you guessed it...hives. In a moment of absent-mindedness, I offered him a bite of sweet potato pie, which produced the same result. (Yes, that had eggs in it. Oops! He was my first child, after all. I did learn for Habanero.) At his first birthday, his lovely little cake produced a nice hive response within mere moments of ingestion. (Who'd have thunk?) Then everything calmed down. We stopped having reactions on a regular basis, and we thought we were home free. And, for the most part, we have been.
We still don't entirely know what could have caused the reaction this time. We are guessing that the hot dog and the pretzel and cheese did not, since he's had those repeatedly before. So, our suspect? I would say the not-so-innocent culprit to whom I can thank for less than my normal hours of sleep allegedly is--a coke-flavored icee.
Friends, I just have to warn you. Friends don't let friends drink icees! (Or, at least we'd better not let our son drink it!) :'P
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