Hello All

Does anybody know what is so special about grass just like this?

Well to a 10 month old boy once kept away from such luxuries because of allergies, it is a wonderland.

Friday My parents took my 10 month old grandson Arkansas Children's Hospital for a series of Allergy tests. 

The results are: He is allergic to eggs, and all kinds of nuts. So we have to watch very closely what we feed him from now on. We all carry these shot things with us now just in case he is with one of us and he gets hold of something cooked with egg or in the same oil as fish, or something with nuts in it. These items can throw him into Anafilactic Shock (spelled wrong). But My mother and I have one of these shot things in our purses, and they are placed in local areas in my parents home just in case one of us is not near and a shot thingy is needed.

Was was upsetting and there me over the edge on Mother's day is that my daughter, The one who gave birth to him, came to my parents house to giver her mother's day gifts and she gave him Pizza crust. Pizza dough is made with eggs..I yelled and took it away from him. She acted like she didn't know what was going on and said "but he always eats my crust" I said "Not anymore he is allergic to it"  She politely left early.

But CJ enjoyed helping my dad clean the pool, I held him at the side and he kicked his feet in the water and splashed the water all over. Then he stood in the grass and leaned over and tried to make the splashing motion in the grass. When he realized the feel was different, cool and it went through his fingers, he simply set down in the grass and had fun.

I had spent Saturday Making Potato Salad, Deviled eggs, and we stopped at Wal-mart to get my mom a birthday cake, on the way to her house. Dad fired up the grill and cooked Pork Steaks, Black Angus Burgers, and Hot Dogs. All was wonderful, But I ate so much I gained a pound.

Let's go back to Wal-Mart to get the cake that was an ordeal.. I went to the bakery and selected the cake I wanted. I asked the girl behind the counter if she would put "Happy Birthday Mom" on it. She looked at me and said, but it's "Mother's Day". I said I know but I need it to say "Happy Birthday", she said "But it's Mother's Day" I looked her square in the eyes and I said "But it's also my Mother's Birthday, and I want my cake to read Happy Birthday" She waited about 10 minutes then got the cake, and then about 10 minutes later she came to me with the cake she had put a plastic Happy Birthday decoration on and wrote in huge sloppy letters. "mom" She didn't even capitalize the one word she managed to put on the cake. I was frustrated.

But when I told her that it was my mother's birthday, a gentleman waiting in line asked me "Cool, how old is momz" I said "excuse me?" He asked again "So how old is momz?" I said "she is 64 years old" He said "that is great tell her I sayz Happy Birthday" I didn't know the gentleman, but I told my mom what he said any how.. She smiled...I think she knew him "wink-wink" not really. That gentleman made a frustrating situation rather pleasant. There needs to be more polite gentlemen like that young man in the world.

I hope that you all had a great Mother's Day

Much Love & Many Hugs

Nancy