Fishing! In pjs and bathing suits! Catching a three pound bass! I hope Catie’s excitement for her catch shows as well in this picture as it did in real life. Or in the above picture of Nate.
Our fisherwoman embraces the worm and the hook and the whole stinky, sliminess of fishing. She can’t get enough of it.
Elisabeth, on the other hand, CAN get enough of fish. Even though she’s caught the grand total most, she’d rather not deal with the up-close part of fishing.
Sam (a-hem) LOVES the up-close part of fishing. He especially loves kissing the fish before we release them back into the lake.
Really, I think his face says it all. This is the face of a FISHERMAN!
He’s also really amazed by the fish, who were biting that morning, and flipped and flopped on the dock, while they waited for us to throw them back. Nate wasn’t interested in the job.
So, we fished on…for hours and hours. Sometimes catching two at a time. True sisterly bonding. And so this was the morning of some very happy faces.
