Brian took off for the boy's last day of summer vacation. It was supposed to be a guy's day -- just the three boys, on a row boat, fishing. But C really wanted me to go too (H on the other hand, said he's been spending too much time with me). Let me just say, fishing is not my favorite things in the world. But I figured it would be nice to do. We've done a ton of stuff this summer, but really haven't done anything, just the four of us. I figured it would be nice to do, so once I got the ok for invading the guy trip, it was a done deal. I was going on the fishing trip too. Of course, now that we had four people, our little row boat needed to be upgraded to a pontoon boat. But in hindsight, I think there may have been problems if it were the three of them on a little boat.
In fact, the first part of the trip consisted of C freaking out over bees, wanting his blanket, and just saying over and over that he wanted to go home. He was not a happy camper. It was very irritating to the rest of us.
He finally started playing with the worms instead -- giving them belly rubs, and such -- and his mood thankfully shifted.
H of course, could fish all day. He was so excited to be out on the lake. Brian had gone on a bike ride a couple weeks ago and passed by Whitewater Lake. He thought it would be the perfect place to go, and it was. Except ....
after five hours on the lake, this is how many fish we caught! We saw some jumping. We had some nibbles. But we didn't end up pulling any fish out of the lake.
But that didn't matter. We still had fun, and even went swimming a bit. The lake was really deep! So we didn't spend a ton of time in the water. But it wasn't freezing, and considering it ended up being a beautiful, 85 degree day out, it felt great. Plus, you know any day was great when the car ride home looks like this:
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