Two mischievous boys experiencing life in their own way, as evidenced by the fingerprints in the butter. Take a peek into my world. (I could have also named this blog "Dead Bird on a Stick" or "What Happens When we Squish the Lizard's Head?")
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
My dad took Wes out for his first experience in fishing. The pond/lake behind my parents' house is small and sort of stocked. We did our best to prepare Wes for the disappointment of not catching anything and sitting patiently for a long time while you wait for that bite. He must have thought we'd lost our minds. In the first 15 minutes of fishing, he caught 3 fish, released them, and was ready to throw rocks into the water instead.
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WAY TO GO WES!!!
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