We took the kids fishing...basically for their first time. No boat or anything, just a work buddy's pond where you have to dig up your own worms and all.
It seemed very country and like we were living the Tennessee life. Lol...Whatever that means. All we needed was a four wheeler or a Gator to drive around and it would have definitely made it a blast.
Cole caught the first fish but was ticked that Brooke's first fish was bigger than his. Go girl!
A couple more fish for the boys. Brooke was done after one and didn't want anything to do with those stanky things. Agreed.
I finally gave in and tried to snag one of those bad boys. I don't see the joy in having to wait and wait and wait...Just to catch a little fish and throw it back in.
It wasn't terrible and it was kinda cool to reel the fish in but, we all agreed we didn't really care to do that again. It's yucky.
