KayTar was healthy and happy, and we were all able to enjoy all of the festivities together! The kids got what they wanted, too, as you can see.
From Mr. SC (as BubTar addressed his letter), KayTar got a set of the Disney Princesses and a dress up trunk and BubTar got a camcorder (small, but at 30 fps it is actual video quality!) and a little mp3 player. From family, they got way too much...our house is covered in pink and purple and glitter, princesses and dresses and Barbies all around...and on the flip side, the floors are covered with Legos and Star Wars and Transformers. I love Christmas day, the work is done, everyone is pleased, and a hush of new toy joy falls over the house that is pierced only by squeals of delight. Lovely.
Yesterday evening, Josh ran an errand and while he was gone I was watching the kids and doing laundry, taking trips to the garage to start and change the loads and trips to the bedroom to lay out the clean ones. Josh arrived home and called my attention to something. KayTar. WITH THE PEANUT BUTTER JAR.
Since the Swelling Incident, I've been ridiculously careful about peanuts and peanut containing items, our Christmas candy supply speaks to this (have you any idea how many things "MAY CONTAIN PEANUTS"? Too many.). We have informed the extended family, taken precautions with holiday meals, and steered clear of everything with the possibility of peanut contamination. After all of that, there she was ON CHRISTMAS DAY with a jar of peanut butter in one hand, the other hand stuck in her mouth, slurping peanut butter from her finger. I. almost. passed. out. Josh says, in his typical, practical Josh manner, "Well, I guess this will be the allergy test."
I dosed her with Benadryl immediately and then tried to sit still as my nerves attempted to claw their way to the outside of my body. Peanut! Allergy! Swelling! Puking! Anaphylaxis! I watched her and waited. She fell asleep (thanks to the one-two punch of Benadryl and Christmas exhaustion) without complication and I continued to check her often, for hours. No swelling. No puking. No reaction. I don't know enough about food allergies to know if Benadryl is strong enough to prevent a reaction when given immediately (before the reaction begins) or if this means it isn't peanuts at all.
Part of me is hoping that it means it isn't peanuts at all, because the sheer volume of peanut containing items is daunting. KayTar eats so little as it stands that saying NO when she wants to eat something feels profane. At the same time, if it isn't a peanut allergy, it means it is something else, something unknown, and we'll have to figure that out, which might be more difficult and will probably still lead to us saying NO to certain foods. If we don't figure it out, I'm going to worry about every bite of food that enters her mouth, always waiting for something bad to happen...I don't want that sort of shadow hanging around. I don't know what the best scenario is here, but I do know that the good news of the moment is that she didn't react yesterday, for whatever reason, and that was a nice little Christmas gift, all on its own.