Saturday afternoon after chores were done, we loaded up the fishing poles and headed out to Dave's mom and dad's pond. It was a wonderful late-afternoon, early-evening to be out "on the water".
Danny caught the first fish--thank goodness... He'd been driving us NUTS all week with "When can we go fishing? When can we go fishing? When can we go fishing?" He was so desperate to go fishing, he even bought the worms with his own money! Thanks, Danny :)
The fishing pole situation went pretty well, all the big-kid poles were pretty much ready to go, we had to add a new hook here or a sinker there, but over all, everyone was fishing with in minutes of arrival.
Dave took one for the team by using the "Tigger" fishing pole, circa 2004--Danny's 3rd birthday! (The girls eventually got bored and shared their poles with us!)
The girls never cast their own lines, but they had fun reeling in the bobbers and the occasional empty hook. We were surprised by how content they were to just relax and watch the water!
Even I caught a fish, I caught one of only 2 sunfish, the rest of our catches were icky bull heads.
In case you're wondering: No, we didn't have fish for supper!