This weekend we celebrated the fourth of July by going fishing. Carter was so excited. We went to the Voice of America pond near our house.
Carter had the biggest smile on his face, carrying his "fishing bag" aka the old air pump carrying case that we filled with rubber worms. Daddy decided to be a tough guy and show off his turtle temporary tattoo.
Daddy put some bait on the hook.
Then it was fishing time.
Initially Carter caught a lot of weeds.
While Ava relaxed in the stroller with Grandma.
She also checked out the ducks in the pond.
Eventually we switched spots and lo and behold..........
they caught a fish! When I took this picture I was secretly cringing inside thinking "please please my little boy don't touch that nasty fish." I will readily admit that I have issues with fish, I think that I'd rather touch a snake or even a lion instead of a fish. I really don't even eat fish because I think of nasty slimy fish and it really grosses me out. I think they are right behind spiders on my "list."
But our Carter boy, well he thought that the fish was amazing. In the car he looked at me with a pouty face and told me that he felt sad because he lost his friend (meaning the fish.) Please, nobody tell him that the point of fishing is to catch fish to eat. Luckily his "friend" made it back into the pond safely. What a great way to spend the weekend with our grandma and Bo!




