The moment our pediatrician saw the bottle, her eyes widened. “Just throw it away” she hastily replied as she swept her hand through the air. “I have no idea what that is, but you shouldn’t keep it,” she scolded. It had been hot in Italy that summer, but I can’t say we didn’t expect it. In fact, we had planned for it. It’s sort of what you have to do when you’re the proud mother of a child who is basically a tiny, squishy, sweaty oven. On a good day. Anyway, I had spent days researching and locating baby-safe sunscreen that didn’t leave a thick layer of butter on her…