In June, we traveled back to the Midwest to see relatives, and we had a great time!
A highlight of our trip was a day we spent with my brother and sister-in-law. He took us fishing!
Claire has never been fishing, and I was trying to remember the last time I went fishing (and we decided it was sometime in the late 1900s.) My husband has gone fishing more recently than that while on various camping/hiking excursions with the guys.
Still, we couldn’t wait!
The photos we took during this excursion were awesome. They make me smile. Claire used to be deathly afraid of my brother (for really no good reason, other than he was male, and she didn’t see him often.) All of that has changed, and they were quick fishing buddies.
As you can see by her hair blowing straight out, it was WINDY. It was sunny. It was perfect.
I cannot even describe to you the excitement when she caught a fish! I’m not sure who was happier: Claire or my brother.
Don’t let the hot pink shirt, skirt, and Princess Tiara fool you; she had no qualms touching the fish she caught, and she even helped throw it back in!
My husband proved to be the true Fish Whisperer, because he was catching fish left and right. Everyone caught a fish relatively quickly, except me.
Well, I did…eventually.
I could tell my brother was so worried that I’d be the only one who didn’t catch a fish! I told him not to worry about it. Finally, his responsibility as Fishing Host were off the hook, when I got a fish on mine.
A good time was had by all…well, except for the fish…but it WAS catch-and-release, so all was well that ended well for them, too.