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My son had a severe peanut allergy. The doctor warned us that even a single bite could be fatal. But my mother-in-law refused to believe it, insisting that I was just being overly protective and spoiling the child. Today, she once again "kindly" made my son a bowl of steamed egg custard and even tried to feed him herself. The faint smell of peanut butter reached my nose, and my scalp instantly went numb. Smiling, I slid the bowl in front of my husband, who was allergic to peanuts as well. "Honey, Mom made this especially for you. Go ahead and try it. Don't let her thoughtfulness go to waste." I wanted to see whether she'd still refuse to believe in peanut allergies when her own son was the one going into anaphylactic shock.