In the ongoing party planning process that is Texas’ third birthday – it has become irritating that I am surrounded by the looming black cloud of nut allerigies. My son’s school is a ‘Nut-Free Zone’ and I am constantly inundated with frightening emails about children’s throats closing up because of trace amounts of left over peanut butter from last year on a table leg or at some child’s birthday.

I realized recently that I am becoming somewhat fanatical about this – grilling the bakery preparing his cupcakes and the cake shop handling the top tier of his cake (yes, three tiers like a wedding cake – look you only turn three once). I am sure these people think I am becoming unhinged or have borderline personality disorder….nope….it’s just 18 days prior to the blessed event.