The good news: Luke doesn’t have scarlet fever.
The bad news: He is severely allergic to amoxicillin.
I’m amazed that kids somehow manage to inherit the worst traits of BOTH their parents. I’m allergic to practically every drug on the market. Apparently along with the sinuses from hell, he also got my freaky drug reactions. Add that to his Daddy’s cranky personality and a snore that can wake the dead, and my poor baby is never going to find anyone to marry.
But damn, he’s cuter than all hell. This is from his first Christmas with his first candy cane.