The kids really wanted to catch some fish at the reunion. None of my poor kids have ever caught a fish before. They tried catching fish at the pond by Uncle Aaron's house, but only one frog was caught. Then they tried for a little while at Willow Lake. In the end someone got the fantastic idea to take the kids to the fish hatchery, so they would all have a great chance of catching something.
Finally! Grayson was one of the last kids to catch a fish. He had been getting pretty frustrated and tearful. I think fishing is definitely not his sport, not enough patience.
New friends
Fish gutting 101 with Grandma B.
And now I have some lovely little fishies in my freezer, just waiting to be fried up.
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