Fishin

Long ago, we bought a fishing rod, some bait, and various other essentials to make use of our beautiful lakes here in our neighborhood. Since then, Grayson has asked us 13,872 times to take him fishing. Every single time we passed by the lake, he would ask me "Mommy, when is Daddy going to take me fishing?" I would then say, "Soon. You will have to ask Daddy." Well, he asked and asked and I finally told Brad, that if Grayson asked me one more time to go fishing, I was going to internally combust, and that he needed to take him A.S.A.P. So finally "soon" came and we took the boys fishing.








I have more pics and will add them later, but they are on Brad's phone and Brad is at my spades arch mimesis's house. We'll get you back Jason!! If it's the last thing we do!!!