This is catch up post number one of I don't know....When Cole was born, one of Russell's friends got him a spiderman fishing pole that finally got the dust knocked off of it in April. Since then, we have already lost 2 hookless lures in the tank (he will proudly tell you that his red fish is in the bottom of Pop-pa's tank) and have practiced casting in the front yard a bazillion times. This time cousin even went with us but hasn't quite grabbed the obsession yet. Mama unfortuanately is a poor fisherwoman (hence Dada in the picture giving the lesson) but I like his technique of smacking the water to I guess knock a fish out. That's probably the only way I would get one!
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