Brandt has been dying to go fishing ever since he got his very own pole for his birthday. His favorite bedtime story is of me going fishing with Uncle Eddie every summer when the California cousins would come stay with Grandma Bodily, and Brandt thought that sounded pretty fun to try for himself. We finally had the chance to go, so we packed the kids and the poles in the car, stopped and bought worms on the way, and headed for the rearing pond up Montpelier canyon.
I love the excitement in his face
Kylie was happy to just sit and watch most of the time-she would giggle every time we saw a fish jump and every time buddy caught something.
Patiently and happily waiting, which didn't last long cause he caught the first fish within a couple minutes of casting out
And here it is-his first fish ever! What a fun moment!
Brandt didn't want to touch it, but Kylie did. She would squeal every time it would flip its tail at her
Trying it out for herself (not really...just holding the pole, but she thought it was great!)
Holding up his "keepers"-notice it's from a distance :)
Kylie was pretty proud of her brother's fishing skills and was excited to have a turn holding them up, too. What a fun and simple way to make memories with the kids. Now the only problem is the two dead fish in a ziplock baggie in my fridge....
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