On Sunday Daddy took us fishing. All of us. I had to smile because there really wasn't much "fishing" involved! Daddy ran from one kid with a pole to the next kid, to the next and then started all over again. I wasn't much help, for two reasons. First, I don't think I have ever truly fished and second, I had EG duty. Trying to keep her from stepping on hooks and getting tangled in fishing line, not to mention getting hit by a car. Not an easy task with her as many of you know.
Nature Girl and Little Mama probably did the best. NG got a bite but had walked away from her pole, so when the fish bit, the pole got wedged in the bridge and the fish "got away."
It was hard for the kids not to keep reeling in the line and casting, over and over and over. (Boop wants to practise casting in the backyard.) Like Daddy said "You can't catch a fish if your bait ain't in the water." But, they are kids, and that is half the fun, I guess. Seeing the shrimp on the hook and tossing it in the water. Trying to keep track of the bobber.
Both Daddy and I had hoped one of the kids would have caught a fish. He really wanted them to feel the excitement. We were able to watch a few of the people around us catch a fish or two, though. We were also able to see a few dolphin pretty close up so that was cool.
We will be fishing a little more in the days to come. First camping trip is to the beach. Maybe someone will catch one then . . .
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