Scary Dairy...

...crossed my mind as a title for my blog. My sister said it was too creepy. Ok, fine. But I have been having recurring nightmares about milk and cookies. In a moment of weakness or forgetfulness I eat one, only to realize that my poor baby will be in pain for the next three days. If it was my own allergy, I would be more relaxed about the whole thing. But the severity of his sensitivity requires that I be extremely vigilant about what and where I eat. Every time I see that sweet, goofy grin, it is worth it a million times over.