I splurged and bought the boys each a decent fishing pole from Fleet Farm. We tried using corn and bread for a day and no bites. The next day I got some worms and BAM. You couldn't leave the hook in the water for 10 seconds without getting a lot of bites. I was pretty funny. I remember at one point BOTH boys were reeling in their poles yelling, "I got one, I got one Papa!" That was 30 seconds before this photo above was taken, after the same thing happened a second time. Later, a fish swallowed the hook and I had the end his little life. So we ate him.
Arthur eating a chip in Nora's memorial garden. "I like Nora's garden," Art said. |
An odd porch scene with crazed baby in background. |
Closeup of said baby. |
"Ben, take a picture," said Jessica when we saw Netta 'looking' through trashy magazines. |
The folks at the neighboring cottage have a super fancy jet speed boat. They gave us a terrifcally fast and fun boat ride. We also jumped in the water from the thing. |
Some photos Lewis took. |
Reading books before bedtime. |
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