Apparently we only go fishing once a year, when I hear some of my favorite words floating around the internet. Just saying the word "free" is sure to grab my attention, but then add "fishing" and dedicate a whole day to it and I'm sold. Plus poor CG had been stuck bored in the house for an entire week because we had to work and because we are just plain homebodies.
But we actually left the house! You can do that, I hear, just pack up a couple of tackle boxes and some fishing poles, and find a little pond you've heard has some fish in it.
The girls had a good time playing with the rocks while Marquis got everyone set up.
And our fishing streak continues, we once again brought home exactly nothing. It doesn't help that about 2 seconds after we had our lines in the water Sweetheart had to go potty, so we had to walk the super long way back to the bathrooms, and then by the time we got back it was so hot that CG and Marquis had everything all packed up. Next year, though, that will be our year!
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