The hives, that is.  Grace is queen of the hives.  She's covered in them. Grace slept on our bed last night.  About 5am she got up and went and crashed in Jake's room - and about 7am Jake was knocking on our bedroom door saying that 'Gracie has these bumps all over her back'. We didn't even have to get up to know what they were.  'They're hives' he mumbled and rolled out of bed to check her out. Sure enough, she had bumps all over her back...and over her chest, on he...