First Fish

Earlier this week, I had taken the kids swimming at a local lake.  They had so much fun watching the fishermen on the dock that by the time Derek got home from his out-of-town work trip, they were begging Daddy to take them fishing.  So, on Saturday night, after I got home from work and we had finished eating supper, we headed back to the lake with a Barbie fishing pole, a Cars fishing pole, and a cup of worms.



Fishing with two kids is challenging, to say the least.  It was definitely a two person job.  (Not sure how we will ever manage fishing in a boat- we'll need to tether them in or something.)  Derek was busy putting worms on the poles and trying to keep the kids away from the hooks.  And we were both busy making sure fishing poles and kids didn't end up in the lake, not to mention trying to remind them to be patient.



After a half hour or so, Buddy was the first to get a bite!  Buddy really enjoyed checking the fish out and seeing him up close.

Buddy's bullhead (and cup of worms)

Luckily, Punky caught her first fish in the next 5 minutes or so.  She was so excited and was squealing "My first fish!".

Punky's sunfish

The mosquitoes were awful, it was over an hour past bedtime, and Buddy was throwing a major fit because he couldn't throw all of the worms in the lake, so we called the fishing trip a success and headed home.

It was most exciting to hear Punky and Buddy talk to their grandparents the next day and hear the excitement in their voices as they talked about their bullhead and sunny.