A few weeks ago, Brenna, Austin and I had a picnic lunch at a local park which has a fishing pond. As we sat in the shade eating our lunch, Brenna said, "I wanna do fishing". I mentioned this to Brent, and last week he bought her a princess fishing rod. They practiced casting in the backyard reviewing the steps: check behind you, press the button, bring the rod back, and release the button as you move the rod forward. She mastered the first 3 steps, but the last one is plaguing her a bit.
On Sunday, they headed out to the pond with big dreams of the "big catch". Brenna stayed interested in fishing for about 30 minutes which is exactly what Brent predicted. By the time Austin and I arrived on the scene, she was SO OVER fishing and wanted to move on to the playground. Thus the lack of enthusiasm in the pictures.
Brent really enjoyed the thrill of the chase, but didn't catch anything. Something about the hook being too large. Maybe next time they'll both have some luck.
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Man, they both look really excited. NOT!! Brent is not too good with hooks. Ask him about when he got one stuck in his finger! It was not a fun trip to the ER.
Love,
Auntie Amie
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