Mid-day, we picked up Madeline for her allergist appointment. She did some reading and watched her stories while we waited.
The news: sure enough, she has a peanut allergy.
The allergist's office is across the street from a playground, so we took a few minutes for Madeline to play.
She had fun.
At home, she relaxed.
And she attacked Summer, too.
We ended up having an early dinner, leaving time for an after-dinner walk. By the end of it, Madeline was about a hair's width from sleep.
And that was that.
Check those loooong legs!Looks like she likes to swing. I'll have to find that poem by RL Stevenson (that I used to know by heart)called "The Swing". Wonder if that book is in your cellar? Hugs all around..xo N
ReplyDeleteI'm so sorry to hear about her peanut allergy. Did she have an attack?
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