Goin' Fishin'

I started reading "The Help" this week. I SHOULD NOT have started that book on this week of all weeks. It is amazing so far (although beware a few cuss words) and am having a hard time putting down. I have so much going on this week and am hoping that I can get it all done in the midst of reading this book. That doesn't really have anything to do with fishing or this fishing trip, but thought I'd share anyway. I also got stung by a bee today. It has been such a long time since I have been stung by a bee and it happened in front of Hunter one of the boys' friends. I don't think he was used to seeing adults get hurt. I sort of wanted to cry, but didn't and I just kept saying "oh my goodness" over and over. I guess it is a good thing I'm not a cussin' gal because there would have been a few said in that moment and how would I have explained that to his mother?

Alright enough of my random thoughts. After the family reunion we went with my brother David's family fishing up in Midway.
They have a little office on a lake where you can rent fishing poles and you don't need a license.
It was a hot hot day and McKay was in the process of cutting his last two teeth. It was a bit miserable to be honest, but the kids got to go fishing, which I think they liked. We had it on our bucket list and we have been promising the boys we would do it. Boys should go fishing every now and again don't you think?
These girls are quite the fisherwomen. They both even have their own poles. They are pink and I think any fish would be thrilled to be caught by a pink pole.
Fishing is a little boring though, so the boys got really good at reeling their hooks in and recasting them. We didn't catch anything. We need to work on patience.
Poor McKay. He has now cut all of his teeth and I have noticed that he is so much happier than he has been in the last month.
The remnants of Hunter's "Venom" face painting.  The poor kid got hurt earlier and had tear tracks down his cheeks.

McKay and I fished a little bit. I have been fishing my whole life, but I am still not very good at it. My grandpa used to take us out and teach us how to fish and my grandad who lived Arizona used to have a pond stocked with fish. I have always enjoyed it. I love seeing my boys learning how to do it.