Wednesday, May 27, 2009

2 Fish, 2 Missionaries

We had the elevators over for dinner tonight. If you are rusty on your three-year-old that translates to elders. Ethan is at that age where the missionaries are almost like super heroes. He wanted to make name tags for the table and was so proud when the elders noticed.

We spent Memorial Day fishing. It seemed like a great idea to take the kids. They were both excited. But in reality, sports requiring patience quickly lose their appeal. Randal spent his time untangling and casting lines only to have the kids reel them right back in. Ethan managed to catch two tiny fish. He was even brave enough to throw them back himself.Addie was more interested in the dandelions than manning her fishing rod. At one point I thought I had finally caught a big one until I realized it was Addie walking away with my line caught around her shoe.

7 comments:

Stacy said...

Fishing is SO fun! That fish looks cool!

Valerie S said...

When we used to fish with our own kids John never got to fish. He'd go from one kids line to another untangeling, putting on new hooks and helping them cast out. It can be frustrating. But everyone of our kids loves to fish now. And John got his revenge because now the ones with kids don't really get to fish either. LOL

Dana said...

I'm so glad Ethan caught some fish, even if he had to throw them back in. It took Kimberly a couple of years of fishing before she caught her first fish! I'm so glad she finally did because I think she was beginning to think fishing was really boring!

Go elevators!

Andrea said...

That is a great picture of Addie. Get that one framed!

Amanda said...

Seriously! You take the best pictures.

Janell said...

Tell Ethan that Grandpa can't wait to go fishing with him!

Kellianne said...

I didn't see the fish in Ethans hand until I was scolling back up. That is seriously tiny!
It looks like you had lots of fun.