I think NOT eating would be less complicated...

I finally got the results from the allergy test I had done a couple weeks ago. It turns out I'm allergic to PEANUTS, too. I'm even more allergic to peanuts than I am to wheat! I am sad that I have to miss out on lots of "kid" meals, like hotdogs, macaroni and cheese, and peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.

I also found out that I have to be careful with TOYS! Did you know that even PlayDough has wheat in it?!?! At least I can still suck on this spoon, right?


It's okay. I'm sure there are still lots of foods out there for me. If not, I'm sure my cuteness will carry me through life.

My 11-month Birthday

This past weekend, I spent more time in the hospital. Twice in one month is not my idea of a good time. I was wheezing really bad again--the doctor's think I had a reaction to a virus. I had to stay two nights and three days.

Here's me in my baby jail, as Daddy calls it.

I had to be hooked up to oxygen this time, as you can see from the picture above. I did NOT like having those tubes in my nose, so this is what I usually did with them.

The second day I was there, the doctor let me try breathing without oxygen. I was so happy. I was starting to feel better and I didn't like having to stay in one place. Mommy and Daddy took me on rides around the pediatrics unit.


I know I look pretty happy in all these pictures. Mommy would say that isn't quite an accurate representation of my mood while I was in the hospital, but who are you going to believe-- Mommy or me? By the way, I'm the one with the charming smile.

Come on...

It's one thing to make me wear frog shirts...

...but is nothing sacred anymore?

My Blankie

This is me with my blankie. It is my best friend. I like to nuzzle it when I sleep. Sometimes when it is on the floor, Mommy and Daddy throw it over my head to see what I will do, like in this video.

If I were just a little taller, I could help Mommy in the kitchen!

My First Trip to the Zoo

Mommy, Daddy and I went to the local zoo today. They have barnyard animals, so I got to see my first cows, donkeys, goats, pigs, chickens and ducks. It was really fun!

It was so amazing to see all the different animals. I didn't know where to look first.

Here's a picture of me with one of the goats. I liked them,
but they didn't want to get too close to me.

Here's me having a stare-down with the cow. I won because the cow
walked away.

Even though the zoo is less than twenty minutes away, I was so worn out that I fell asleep on the way home. If you know me, you'll know this is a VERY rare occurrance because I do NOT sleep in cars.

Is there anything I'm NOT allergic to?

This past weekend, I found out I'm allergic to cats and dogs. After playing with dog toys (I personally don't recommend it because they taste like dog slobber), I rubbed my eye and it swelled way up. The whole side of my face did, too. Luckily, Mommy had some Benadryl with her and quickly I got better.

The next day, I went to Grandma's house. She has a cat. I started wheezing pretty bad. My wheezing didn't let up, so I had to go to the emergency room! I had to get IV treatments of Benadryl and I got Albuterol treatments with a nebulizer. The drama doesn't end there, however, because I didn't improve enough so I had to be admitted to the hospital overnight!!

I was kind of scared, so Mommy and Daddy stayed all night with me. The next day, they found out how hard it is to keep a baby my age occupied while hooked up to tons of wires. I wanted to play and crawl all over, but I couldn't.

When I was discharged, Mommy and Daddy had to buy a nebulizer for home. Now, when I have an allergic reaction, I have to use my Epipen and my nebulizer. I also got some medicine I have to take before I visit a house that has a cat or dog. And next week, I have an appointment with an allergy specialist.

All over the place

After I got home from the hospital, I felt the need to make sure all my toys were in order (meaning all over the floor). I went from play area to play area, wreaking havoc everywhere I went. Here is a video of me getting into everything. Notice I also learned how to shake things now, like drawers in this instance.

So many toys, so little time

Mommy has a box for me to keep my toys in. I like to get them all out each day and throw them all over the floor. Then I give Mommy a cute face like this so she won't get mad.

My aunt and uncle visited me today and they thought it would be funny to pile all my toys around me and take a picture. Apparently, they didn't realize it's MY job to get all the toys out. They also must not realize I like to disperse my toys all over the house, not pile them up like this.

My favorite past-time? Sticking out my tongue.