Feel this must be a great sense of achievement to be able to do this. You have biscuit crumbs under the cushions on the couch, milk spilled on the worktops, last weeks sandwich stuffed in the toy box, dirty dishes on every conceivable surface in the kitchen, how I feel this must give a great sense of relaxed parenting.
Well not in this house, or my daughters for that matter. The biscuit crumbs contain milk and maybe egg, so merely touching them would bring Bob out in a nasty rash, and effect his breathing, the milk spilt on the worktops at breakfast then touches the bread you spread jam on for the lunch, is enough to put Bob into anaphylactic shock requiring epi-pens and an ambulance or possibly worse. The sandwich stuffed in the toybox at the last gathering of friends is enough to make Bob very ill.....do you see where I am coming from....having a child like Bob your house cannot be "normal", you cant let things linger or spills go unwiped.
Everything must have its place, every crumb of normal food has to be worried about and cleared. The dishcloth you have used to half heartedly wipe your work top with is now a massive cross-contamination risk. You ever watched them do this in some of the well known fast food eateries....?
In this house has to be thrown in a bowl of sterilising liquid in case it comes into contact with Bobs part of the kitchen.
My cupboards are a work of art, could put them in for a Turner prize, cupboard top LHS is full of Bob friendly flour, all in separate tubs, all meticulously marked with what is in them, buckwheat flour, rice flour, potato flour...well you get the picture. Egg replacer, gluten free baking powder, you will also find various sugars in there, dried fruit and cake decorations to name but a few. If you go into the floor level cupboard to the right hand side of the hob you will find normal flour for normal baking, eggs, and cake decorations that are not Bob friendly, these are not as well labelled or organised as they dont need to be. They are just in their bags, scattered around and untidy....but we dont go in that cupboard when Bob is here so that is my little area of rebellion.
|Not Bobs cupboard|
So I have had to become innovative, caring takes on a whole new meaning when your grandchilds life depends on it, but then it has just become second nature I suppose.