Tomorrow is August 5th

See the type of predicaments my precocious dear daughter gets into on a daily basis? She sat in the baby stroller(after being told not to because it would break and trap her inside) and it broke, folding her up inside. She had buckled herself in so she was unable to get out. I came in the room to discover her struggling to hold herself in the seated position to keep from being folded in half! She was mad as heck that I took a photo before helping her, but I thought it was best to document such stubbornness at an early age.
Tomorrow is August 5th, Lucy's doctor appointment. We go in to review her current situation, repeat testing, and decide if we will do another food challenge. I am dreading it to be honest and just want to get it over with. No matter what, whether we trial a food or not, its not going to be fun. If we trial a food we have a slim chance of passing it and risk a rocky few weeks of pain and suffering. If we don't trial a food then its the realization Lucy will turn three with no foods. Not that one food would make things seem oh-so-normal, but its progress nonetheless. Additionally, spending the afternoon with my daughter in a half nelson in order to draw 100 vials of blood is no picnic for anyone.
I will update tomorrow night after the kids go to bed!
*I discovered Twitter the other day and have been trying it out. I can update from my cellphone and have it appear on the right side of this blog. Its kind of cool, not sure how useful it will be, but I will keep it for now.