A few weeks ago they had kids fishing day at the golf course. We took the girls down to try and catch a fish. May I mention that this is the 3rd fishing attempt with Allie. I thought I would go to take pictures. I should have just stayed home. The girls would have been fine with daddy, and I wouldn't have had to be stressed about them falling in the pond. Brailie thought that you were supposed to throw everything in the pond and nearly threw her pole in 3 too many times. And in the end we didn't even catch a single thing. I remember the first time my dad took me fishing. It was in our old wooden boat with our super old life jackets. I believe my friend Brandy came along. He must have prayed something terrible that it would be a success because we caught fish after fish and I fell in love with the sport and went many times over the remaining years of my time at home. I loved fishing. I am thankful that Allie has not given up even though she doesn't know what it feels like to catch a fish. I can't wait until the day she does.
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| She has good form. |
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| Brai's first time holding a pole on her own. |
Lucky for us the unsuccessfulness of fishing was erased with a free doughnut.
Who even remembers that we didn't have a nibble?
1 comment:
These are great fishing photos. They are so serious, this is really important business. I too wish they had been able to catch a fish. Does anyone catch anything?
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