Raspberry Picking

John and I had plans to take the kids raspberry picking this morning, but of course I still haven't learned my lesson about making plans. As the kids finished breakfast Jonah started acting funny. He was crying with a weak weird cry that I haven't heard before. Then he got really pale and and dead looking and threw up all over the kitchen floor. He slumped into my arms and didn't move for a while. We were really panicked because his color was off and he was acting so weak. We were going to take him to the doctor and set him on the couch to rest while we figured things out.

Suddenly he jumped down off the couch and acted like nothing happened. His color was fine. His behavior was fine. He helped himself to two granola bars from the pantry and drank an entire sippy cup of water!?!? I have no idea what had happened before that except for maybe the last residual effect from the stupid flu mist. John kept shouting "we are never doing that flu mist again! It's shots for everyone from now on!!!!"

So we decided that John would still take Wyatt and Sam raspberry picking and I stayed home with Jonah and Shane.

John said that they had a great time picking. He said that Sammy ate his weight in berries. He said that they were the only ones there so it was nice and private. He also said that the kids peed somewhere in the field, but he didn't know the details because he only heard them talking about it later! Hopefully we aren't eating pee covered raspberries! Now I am off to find some raspberry recipes to satisfy my little pickers!