I ate almonds in a test late last week. I was so excited and they were absolutely delicious. If successful, almonds could mean things like almond milk, almond butter, almond yogurt, almond flour... and actual almonds! So many lovelies.
After 24 hours, Julia seemed ok. So I ate almond butter in the afternoon and then almonds in the evening. And then, it began...
Oh, the screaming. The shrieking, the crying, the screaming, the pooing. The not napping. And let's not forget the screampoopsplosions. Basically, it was a genius move to test a food right before a holiday and before John had to go out of town.
She's calmed back down to her normal feistiness, but it was pretty awful for a while. Actually, "pretty awful" doesn't do our weekend justice. It was a miserable hellacious nightmare.
To date: no wheat, buckwheat, dairy, soy, coconuts, chocolate, oats, and almonds. Next up on my wishlist: strawberries and tomatoes. A girl can dream.
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