Tyler is allergy free and has an excellent white blood cell count. Allergy blood levels between 1-100 are considered normal. Anything over 100 is likely an allergy. Very allergic people (like me) have blood levels in the 3,000-8,000 range. Tyler's level was 8. Dr. Leong said this means he has an extremely mild allergy to something but it likely wasn't any of the things we specified he test for, including dog, cat, pollen, wheat, peas (thank goodness for that), milk, rice, bananas, melons, many species of grass and trees, and a lot more I can't remember. This is great news. That, plus the fact that Tyler has recently had an ear infection and a cold without either of those turning into the bad cough he had from November to February was reassuring enough to the polmonologist to not require further testing. He explained that if he does begin coughing again, I need to use the Flovent or the Albuterol, depending on the severity of the cough, and if either of those appear to work (which they haven't in the past), then we need to bring him back in to look into the possibility of Tyler having asthma. But for now, we are home free!

Every morning on our way to daycare, Tyler & I share a breakfast snack. This morning it was a fruit filled chewy granola bar. Usually I break off a piece for him, and he asks for 'more' when he's ready. This morning we were running late and he was acting really hungry so I gave him half the granola bar. He didn't want to take it at first, which should have been my first clue. As I was driving I thought about how much safer it is this way, instead of me turning around to reach back and give him 'more' every few minutes. Safer, maybe, but when he started asking for 'more' way before he could have possibly finished it, I realized it was not the best idea. I turned around to find the fruit filling all over the place. He had squeezed the granola bar so hard the filling was in between his fingers, on his *white* shirt, and all over his pants. What was I thinking?! Luckily he didn't start wiping it in his hair like he usually does. We got to daycare too late for breakfast so I was glad he got at least a little snack, but I had to wipe down his pants, shirt hands and face full of this mess. Later, when I got into work, I looked down to see the fruit filling had rubbed from him to my own shirt when I carried him in to daycare. I don't even want to think about what a sticky mess his carseat is right now. I'll tackle that on my lunch break. I keep noticing how other parents have a rule about kids not eating in the car. Now I know why.