I think I Stumped Him

Last night Gabe was helping me pick raspberries. I was thoroughly enjoying spending some time outside with him since Kiera was inside finishing her lunch (for dinner...) and Melia was my eyes and ears making sure Kiera didn't feed any to Ziva. (Yes, she's a quick learner... learning from Isaac!) It was quiet, other than our own conversation!

I was a little jumpy, since it was evening and the wasps are out much more in the evening than the morning (but since I was sleeping that morning, I won't complain!!) and I'd already had either an earwig or a stink bug drop down on me a couple times, I was on super-alert bug lookout. I often get neck cramps from picking berries because of jerking this way and that way when I'm already pretty tense. It hurts, but I don't know how to avoid the "Get Away From the BUG NOW!" reaction.

Suddenly I looked up - and panicked! I screamed, squealed, and shook all over. Hyperventilating, I backed out of the raspberry bush as fast as I could. I gulped and gasped for air, breathing like you'd expect me to when scared out of my mind. Gabe patted me on the back and said "Breathe! Slow Down! What was it?"

As soon as I could talk, I shouted....

"Grasshoppers having sex!!!"

"What???"