My husband loves fishing. If he could make money doing it, it would be his dream job. He tries to go fishing as often as he can and usually it is in the early morning before the boys and I are up. This weekend the boys were angry with him because he has promised to take them fishing but went without them again. So Sunday he decided to take the boys out for a couple of hours to a local pond he thought they might have some luck at. I took this as a opportunity to document some family memories.
My husband caught one smallish fish while the kids were busy running through the bushes. I had to keep reminding them that they are the ones that wanted to go fishing. Everyone had a good time and the kids even gave themselves a nap once we got home.