Gone fishin’

“We” took the kids fishing at the local park recently. I’m not exactly the outdoorsy type, so Michael took over fishin’ duty while I took photos and tried not to ask “Is it time to go yet?” too many times.

Sophie loves to fish. Especially with a hot pink fishing rod.

Poor little sunny. It usually takes Sophie more than one throw to get these slippery little guys back in the pond. Nothing like a little grass in your gills on the return trip.

The big kids decided to forgo fishing and spent time riding their bikes. That’s another thing I prefer not to do. I’m thankful for a husband who likes to do normal kid stuff. I fear that under my lone influence the kids would spend their summers writing reflective poetry while listening to chamber music. Not that that’s weird or anything;)