my crazy afternoon

in bullet points.

• snow finally falls, kids go out to shovel.
• Samuel naps, I make myself a smoothie.
• kids come in, tracking snow all over entry.
• samuel wakes up having an allergic reaction to who knows what.
• I peek at him, and he has some hives and his eyes are swollen.
• I  look at the benadryl — it says if under 6 contact doctor.
• I contact his pediatrician, and I’m told to give him 5ml and come in.
• I cancel my physical therapy {I’ve only got 2 left}.
• Samuel and I go to clinic.
• Samuel falls asleep in the car thanks to the Benadryl.
• Doctor checks him over, tells me to continue giving Benadryl as needed.
• the facial puffiness is significantly less, red rim eyes still there.
• We’re to start Samuel on Claritin.
• We’re to get labs drawn in the next couple days for environmental allergies and to check his ferritin and vitamin d.
• Me, in a genius moment {ha}, decides I’ll just quick run to Childrens now and get them done.
• I call Children’s lab to verify that they’re open on a Friday night.
• I thought it was smart as I was half way to Childrens already.
• I was wrong.
• Traffic going into Minneapolis was horrible.
• Thankfully Samuel loved looking at the lights.
• And going through the very cool tunnel. More mama, he told me.
• Get to Childrens, park, and find the out-patient lab closed.
• Luckily a kind worker led us through the tunnels to the 24 hour lab.
• Samuel gets his lab work done.
• And, lol, some Skittles at the pharmacy.
• Skittles are gluten free.
• We begin the long drive home and decide to pick up Grace at ballet.
• We’re hungry.
• We stop at Target to buy Claritin, Clementines, and a salad.
• Samuel looks at the toys.
• We pay, and go out to the car.
• The car won’t start.
• I try again. It won’t start.
• I kick the car {yep, I really did}.
• Won’t start.
• Try to call my family. No one is answering.
• Finally, after many many calls, an answer.
• It was cold outside so Samuel and I were back in Target.
• This was perhaps one of the only times where I didn’t really want to go to Target.
• We sit in the Food Court. 
• Samuel decides he wants to sit on a chair by himself.
• I sit by him, waiting for my hubby to rescue us. 
• And Grace who is waiting at ballet one mile away.
• He comes. 
• I’m still cold.
• Thankfully both slots by the car are empty.
• I turn the Suburban around and we jump the car.
• Starts.
• We go home.
• I’m still cold.
• And exhausted.
• But, in the midst of all of it, I told myself to be grateful.