We Are Now True Desert-Dwellers

Have I really not blogged for almost a month?! Well, time flies when you're . . . busy. And having fun. We've done both this month.

But this first catch-up post is not about fun times (despite the look on H's face). You see, after almost 8 years of living in the desert, we finally hit a major milestone:  we had our first scorpion sting. And the youngest, most-allergic person in the family suffered the scorpion's wrath:  H. The scorpion stung him on his knee while he was getting evaluated for speech at a local elementary school. Thankfully, H is also the toughest in the family, and after a 3-minute scream/cry session, he hardly mentioned it again except to complain a little 6 hours later (when the venom and pain reaches its height, according to Poison Control). Phew, hopefully we'll have no more encounters with the Dread of the Desert.