I drug my sorry old butt out of bed at 4am to go fishing with two sons and three grandkids.
Well actually I did it to take pictures. None of the grown-ups fished which is always better for the kids.
I would like to share some proud moments.
First is the youngest(7) and of course he caught the biggest fish but didn't want to touch it.
Second is the 9 year old and she didn't want to touch hers either. Second biggest fish.
Third,(12), wasn't real proud of her catch but it added some nice salad basics for a later meal.