Sunday morning we went on a raspberry picking adventure up on our very own Mt Lemmon. Steve clued us in to the location of a secret patch of wild raspberries. We couldn't resist, especially since they're one of Noah's very favorite things. It was a little bit of a hike to get there, especially with Noah jumping off each rock, but so worth it.
There were so many raspberries that Noah just sat and ate and ate and ate them while we picked. He even picked a few himself once he started to get full.
Apparently, hiking and raspberry picking are very tiring. He was sound asleep halfway down to the car.