So my son is allergic to nuts.
He's pretty good about it and I only have one heart-stopping freakout per week.
This week he said to me that he was going to ask Santa to not be allergic to peanuts.
Awww...I had to turn away so he didn't see me cry. My heart broke a little bit.
Then of course, later I had to explain that Santa was more of a toy maker and his magic probably wouldn't fix his nut allergy.
I other news there are 9 days to the marathon - tapering is boring. Luckily we have a tropical storm nearby to occupy me.
Later, Amy aka the mopette