Stevie Ray and I went fishing today - and this time we took Emma with us.
Continuing a proud family tradition, I told her she needed to "hold her mouth right" to catch fish. This is how she holds her mouth when she's catching fish, she says. She has a Disney Princess fishing pole, and was so excited when I returned from Walmart yesterday with it. She gave me lots of kisses and said "Oh thank you for my fishing pole Dada!"
Every day is father's day.
Stevie scored a new SpongeBob fishing pole too. His Cars pole had seen better days but he decided to keep it for Riley, when Riley's old enough to go fishing with us. He's a good big brother.
Emma and Stevie were practicing in the back yard yesterday. Rufus (our cat) enjoyed the items being pulled across the yard. They thought it was funny when I told them they'd caught a catfish. :)
We didn't catch any fish today - didn't even get a bite. But that's not really the point. Emma watched her cork for about 12 seconds straight at one point, setting a new attention-span record. Then she turned to me and said "Dada, when are the fish coming?" I told her we didn't know, that part of fishing was waiting for the fish to swim by. Stevie told her to have patience - which had to be the most ironic thing I heard all morning. But then again, he's growing up and learning to be more patient so it's not as ironic after all.
Every day is father's day.
:{> Andy