I had my favorite kids today, so to cure the summertime blues, I suggested that we go fishing! I’m not exactly the most outdoorsy person there ever was, but I do like to fish. So with a few pointers from Braden, we were standing in the river trying our shot. Braden casted ONE TIME, and had a bite. He reeled in and sure enough had a little fish. I was not so lucky in my attempt to catch a fish. In the two hours of fishing, I managed to spill the corn, loose my hook, fall on a rock, and not catch anything.
As you could imagine, I grew really impatient and told Braden he had one more cast then we would leave. Just as I walked onto dry ground, he yelled that he had caught something. That’s an understatement. Check out what he caught: