Nuts
I left a bag of opened peanut M&M's on our coffee table last night. I was eating them while sleeping through the movie "Hollywoodland". Adam discovered them this morning while Felicia and I were still in bed. He ate some, walked into our room and threw up on our bed. Later he ate some french toast and threw up on himself. Still later Felicia gave him some banana muffins (you would have figured she should keep his stomach empty), and he threw up on himself. We drugged him up with benadryl and gravol. He went to bed and threw up in the bed. Oh, yeah the left side of his face has ballooned up into a cartoon caricature of the right side. He is sleeping now. We thought of taking him to the hospital, but figured the doctor would say something brilliant like, "I think he's allergic to peanuts." He would then prescribe some ointment that we already have. The boy is resting, Felicia is cleaning and I am parsing Greek verbs from Ephesians 2. (several hours later)