Poor Polka Dotted Baby

My little boo has the hives. However, I don't think he even knows he has them which is a good thing. He is his normal happy, bossy self. But man does he ever look pitiful, which is why I am sparing you a picture of them. They started yesterday on his tummy but kind of faded after his nap. Then when I got home from work yesterday, he looked as if he has been playing in a mosquito infested swamp. It had quickly spread all over his legs, tummy and arms. [Insert panicky mother here]. The nurse told us to give him some Benadryl and see how it was in the am.

Well, it was no better this morning so we took him in and he was diagnosed with hives. We are all a little perplexed as to what he got them from. He has had no new foods, no new detergent, hasn't been sick and hasn't been outside since Saturday b/c of the nasty weather we have had. Its a mystery. I'm just so thankful he isn't itching and thankful that he isn't having the same reaction to Benadryl that my brother and I had which was H-Y-P-E-R. Although he did fight his nap (which he never does) so I had to rub his head and sing to him until his little eyelids fluttered off the dreamland.