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I think your kids are quite aware that you are merely human.</p>
<p>Sushi, anyone?</p>
<p>I would tell your sons. It might be wise to make sure that they and you stay near decent toilet facilities for the next day or so.</p>
<p>Oh, yeah. Tell the kids. Why not? Everyone makes mistakes. As for trust, they will trust you more if you set the example of coming clean when you make a mistake.</p>
<p>Why don’t you take one out of the frozen package and judge the thawed texture and taste for yourself. I am sure they will be fine. Keep them drinking water to flush their systems.</p>
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You definitely should tell them you made a mistake and accidentally served them uncooked so they can be aware to be mindful of it in case they have any symptoms, stomach/digestion issues, etc. </p>
<p>If you ‘don’t’ tell them, and they end up with symptoms and only then do you tell them, then you will have shaken their trust in you IMO.</p>
<p>Be open about it. It’s just an innocent mistake.</p>
<p>Yes, since the initial shock and horror receded, I’ve been leaning toward telling them. They’ve been out all day, one has just come home (seems fine), and I’ll tell them both when the other one gets home. </p>
<p>The nurse said that if there was going to be a problem, it would probably have shown up quickly. </p>
<p>I still can’t believe I did this.</p>
<p>When I was in Hokkaido, Japan, I remember seeing women wading in tidepools, picking up sea urchins, and sucking out the insides on the spot. Talk about fresh sushi! I also saw “dancing sushi” being served, which were live shrimp. I wouldn’t worry about the frozen shrimp.</p>
<p>You made a mistake. People do that. No one got sick. Just tell the family so that they too will know to keep an eye out for cooked vs raw when buying.</p>
<p>I once put a CUP of salt in a recipe instead if a teaspoon. We just got a good laugh out of it. Even moms make mistakes!</p>
<p>NYMom2</p>
<p>No problem, years of psychotherapy should cure them. Today on Dr. Phil, will NYMom2’s sons ever recover from her incompetence? :)</p>
<p>(Just teasing you!)</p>
<p>We all make mistakes. I once did almost the same thing as thumper described - added a cup of salt to my pie fruit. 
luckily, I realized my error before i put the pie in the oven. I’m sure some of us are guilty of cooking a Thanksgiving turkey with the giblets packet inside… :)</p>
<p>Not only do we all make mistakes (and probably in addition to not sterilizing our sinks before putting food near them), but as the mother of a boy and sister to one, if the only thing these kids ever put in their mouth is raw shrimp, the OP is lucky! And she especially doesn’t want to hear about her sons’ food adventures if they join the military. Daring each other to eat local “delicacies” was a favorite sport when my S was serving in other countries. I believe the most adventurous was the sheep’s brain…</p>
<p>Then there was the boy in my college dorm who ate: a goldfish, a spider, a jar of mustard…</p>
<p>Didn’t we all eat dirt and rocks when we were babies? :)</p>
<p>Ha Ha! Reminds me of a story my mom told me years ago. Parents have a beach house at a NC beach. My mom went down to the docks to buy some fresh shrimp. She said the fisherman was sitting on the dock peeling shrimp. He would peel one and put it in the bag to sell… peel one and eat it… These were raw - just caught. He was pretty old and it hadn’t killed him yet!</p>
<p>One of my favorite photos of one of my sisters is of her at the beach, sand all around her mouth after eating some. She’s grinning like she’s never had a better time in her life.</p>
<p>And although no one ate them, I clearly remember the day I opened my fridge and saw a paper cup sitting there next to the milk. I looked in to see several worms. Um, WHY, son? “It’s hot outside so I thought I would cool them off.” I wouldn’t have even blinked at raw shrimp.</p>
<p>I think I can top any story in this thread. My sweet little baby son. Dog poop. No ill effects other than a lot of tears as I washed his mouth out.</p>
<p>Bunsenburner, you cracked me up.</p>
<p>Okay, I have to admit that not only did I once serve my family raw shrimp, but I also once cooked the Thanksgiving turkey with the package of giblets inside. Geez, I must be the worst cook in the world. Actually, I think my family may have mentioned something about that …</p>
<p>I once got a recipe my mother wrote out for me, and followed it slavishly. She put in “8 quarts” of breadcrumbs, when she meant 8 ounces. Now that i put all this stuff down on paper, I wonder how my family ever survived. </p>
<p>Any you’re worried about a couple of raw shrimp? :)</p>
<p>My son read the book “How to eat fried worms” in middle school and tried it. Raw shrimp would not have been a problem. Also, admitting to my kids that I make mistakes was also never a problem.</p>
<p>In life you gotta have a sense of humor, thanks for the laughs. My mother always said, you eat a pound of dirt in your life and another expression she said when we we had a small hurt or embarrassment was “you’ll never remember it the day you get married”</p>
<p>If I did this and told my kids, they’d never let me live it down.</p>
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<p>How do they do that? Or were they still attached to the body of the lobster?</p>