Yesterday, my 3-month-old was sick. And Joy had another little 6-year-old friend over to play. I was feeding Clara while they were playing in the backyard (I swear, I had been out of visual contact for 10 minutes). Before I realized what was going on, they had picked a bowlful of blackberries, smushed it into "jam" and rubbed all over their arms, legs and faces, dripped it in their clothes, poured some onto my porch, and then drug it all through my kitchen to SHOW ME. Is it shocking that people have more than one child EVER?