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Monday, September 10, 2007

It's the Little Things

I love pistachios. Admittedly, I don't get them very much, as I eat too many at one time and they are expensive. But I have real nostalgia for all the times my dad would share his special bag of pistachios -- and back then they seemed to always have the red shells. Pistachios will always remind me of my father.

Although my son isn't allergic to peanuts or tree nuts, I've been cautious in introducing these to his diet. The allergy doctor said he might be more at risk for developing these allergies, since he's allergic to eggs, wheat, and milk already.

So today was a big day -- Mommy and son shared a small bag of pistachios. He loved them from the first bite, and learned to shell them just like a pro. It was so much fun sharing this nostalgic treat together.

And of course, I had to call my dad and tell him.

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Such a sweet story. I love pistachios. They remind me of my dad too.

We did find out that Emily's allergic reaction is a tree nut/peanut allergy. Shopping, cooking and eating out habits have changed much around here.

Posted by: Katherine in TX | Monday, September 10, 2007

Very sweet, Jenn. Thanks for sharing. It is the little things that add up to a whole lifetime of happiness.

I'll bet your dad was touched to hear about it.

Posted by: Diane | Monday, September 10, 2007

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