Fishing and Family

While we were in Grady for the week when Grandad passed away the boys wanted to go fishing. Let's just state for the record that they like the idea of fishing but they don't like the waiting part for the fish to bite so the first fishing trip lasted about 5 minutes and the second trip lasted less than 60 seconds - literally.

Is a trip complete without a silly face? Ross agrees, definitely not.

 

Super happy boy getting to fish!

Poppy was there of course.

Big Al too!

I'm sure he was giving me directions of some sort here b/c that's what he does best. For those unaware, his new name is Bossy Rossy or more often shortened to Boss.

Oh they caught something - a big 'ol branch!

They needed a chair after about 3.5 minutes of fishing. It's tough work. Luckily I'm always prepared.

I think Grandad would approve with how we spent some of our time and no doubt he'd have been there with us previously and was definitely there in spirit. He probably got a kick out of the boys and their chairs. Too bad he didn't see fit to let them catch a couple of fish.