Dust Mites
Having finally finished wrassling the Mosaic and Mirror scarf, I present it here:

I think it will work nicely with a black velvet sheath.
It's been one of those emotionally draining weeks for our little family, but we're muddling through nicely. As far as that goes. We all require more cuddling than usual, however.
It's a bit difficult, if you're not yet seven, to be told that you can no longer sleep with your stuffed animals OR your beloved cat. Luckily, that was the Allergy Nurse of Doom, who consulted with us first -- the doctor was much less scary. I think they set this up on purpose, so that the families think, "oh, thank God! We only have to encase the mattress, throw out the rugs, buy entirely new bedding, wash all the stuffed animals every week, wipe down the cats, and actually do some housecleaning!" Whereas, if you told them that stuff first, they'd be way more perturbed.
Kitty and Bear survived their first trip through the washing machine and dryer safely, and look fine, to the delight of all of us. Both of them had little tags that said "surface washable," but I looked at them carefully and took a chance. Also did major work on the bedding, and indeed the child was breathing better the next morning. And Kitty, especially, looks pretty spiffy -- her little paws are white again, which they hadn't been for three years. (No, I didn't put the real cat through the washing machine. Stop that.)
Today, Sam is going to take up the carpet in the child's room -- so the child and I (the allergy sufferers -- Sam's got entirely better behaved genes, in all respects) can't be anywhere near there, or we'll be Very Sorry, as the dust mite poop is going to be floating around for a while, and Sam's immune, but we're not. He's entirely on his own. We're not even going to go upstairs and provide emotional support.
So Sam's been allowed to pick out one of his favorite foods for dinner, and what did he choose? Lemon Orzo and Chicken. A manly dish, I'm sure you'll agree.
Want a picture of the dreadful dust mite? Here's one.
Good news? The child's not allergic to wool (the fiber of our people).
I think it will work nicely with a black velvet sheath.
It's been one of those emotionally draining weeks for our little family, but we're muddling through nicely. As far as that goes. We all require more cuddling than usual, however.
It's a bit difficult, if you're not yet seven, to be told that you can no longer sleep with your stuffed animals OR your beloved cat. Luckily, that was the Allergy Nurse of Doom, who consulted with us first -- the doctor was much less scary. I think they set this up on purpose, so that the families think, "oh, thank God! We only have to encase the mattress, throw out the rugs, buy entirely new bedding, wash all the stuffed animals every week, wipe down the cats, and actually do some housecleaning!" Whereas, if you told them that stuff first, they'd be way more perturbed.
Kitty and Bear survived their first trip through the washing machine and dryer safely, and look fine, to the delight of all of us. Both of them had little tags that said "surface washable," but I looked at them carefully and took a chance. Also did major work on the bedding, and indeed the child was breathing better the next morning. And Kitty, especially, looks pretty spiffy -- her little paws are white again, which they hadn't been for three years. (No, I didn't put the real cat through the washing machine. Stop that.)
Today, Sam is going to take up the carpet in the child's room -- so the child and I (the allergy sufferers -- Sam's got entirely better behaved genes, in all respects) can't be anywhere near there, or we'll be Very Sorry, as the dust mite poop is going to be floating around for a while, and Sam's immune, but we're not. He's entirely on his own. We're not even going to go upstairs and provide emotional support.
So Sam's been allowed to pick out one of his favorite foods for dinner, and what did he choose? Lemon Orzo and Chicken. A manly dish, I'm sure you'll agree.
Want a picture of the dreadful dust mite? Here's one.
Good news? The child's not allergic to wool (the fiber of our people).


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