It wasn't long after the heavy rains that came through Saturday night and again on Sunday afternoon... we found Caleb, wishen' to go fishen'.
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Come on, Buddy! Let's go "real fishen". By the way. That's my brother... (a.k.a. Uncle J.) Justin. Now. He's what I'd call a good catch... just sayin'.
Caleb caught his first fish!
((yeah! I did it!!))
Of course, it was a catch & release... but what was funny, was that he wasn't sure whether to laugh or to cry. Seriously. He was both excited and scared at this idea of fishing and this so-called- fish-thing flopping around at his feet.
But. The next day, Caleb wanted to see what was really going on with these fish - caught by two of my cousins, Reuben and Philip. Even, Danielle, one of the young gals, wanted to try her hand on cleaning a few of them.
NOT ME!!!!!!!!!!
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I'll leave you with this scenery photo:
Wow, that last picture is spectacular!
ReplyDeleteCaleb is the spitting image of Uncle J! And to catch his first fish, there will be a special bond with those two.
What a great vacation!
I love the little guy fishing in the mud hole. He is such a BOY! My kids always felt that same way with their first fish, excited and horrified. So glad you had such a wonderful vacation.
ReplyDeleteFun, fun, fun!!!! I'm glad you all had such a great time. What a neat family!!!! You are truly blessed!
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