My daughter had allergy tests today.
On her back.
38 different allergens.
38 different small needles.
It was AWFUL.
Luckily neither one of us really had any idea that it would be that bad, otherwise I would have sent my husband.
It was so awful I spent $60 at Build-A-Bear, bought her White Castle and let her have candy.
She could ask me to buy her a car right now and I probably would.
Thankfully she isn’t talking about it, instead is excited about the fact that she can drink chocolate milk because she tested negative for it, and of course, Sally, her new Hello Kitty friend.