Do you know that scene where Meg Ryan's just sampled a medley of local cheeses only to suffer from lactose intolerance? Drew and I used to think that was really funny – but maybe not so much anymore. Because of BB. It's official: after more than a week without milk and none of our usual problems, we deduce that she must be at least partially lactose intolerant. It seems she can still manage a few slices of cheese, and on Friday, we had yogurt milk shakes without any adverse effects. Now, I'm going to experiment with spreading her daily serving of milk throughout the day.
