"Momma, I got the allergies"

We have determined that Abby has seasonal allergies like her Mom, but more like her Dad...poor girl. After the initial explanations of what allergies were (i.e. "something that makes you feel sick in your belly, sick in your nose and/or itchy on your skin"), she has since determined that she is allergic to anything and EVERYthing that she doesn't like or want to do "in the moment" (BESIDES any seasonal allergy).

Me: Okay, time to

Abby: Momma...I got the allergies.

*Didn't I tell you last week that I'm allergic to milk?

*I can't go to bed...my sheets make me itchy.

*I can't go outside, I'm allergic to the cold.

*I can't go outside, my hair is allergic to the wind.

*I don't want to go to Walmart...it makes me sneeze.

Me: yeah, you tell me that all the time...you're not, though.

Abby: YES I AMMMMMMMMMMMM

The list of her ailments grows on a daily basis, so I'll have to keep adding to this.