I'm not going to lie to you... asking a two year old to remain compliant throughout several hours of fishing in a boat is a recipe for frustration. The four of us had our moments, many of them, though were really fun. The good outweighs the bad, I'd say. We managed to fit in 3 fishing trips this weekend. It was daddy's birthday weekend, and the kids gleefully agreed to his request for a family fishing weekend for his birthday. I honestly thought he would want a whole weekend to himself, but maybe that's just where I'm at right now.
Of course, I had to get a picture of the "new" hat; she was thrilled by it. The honey bee is copied from a stencil I accidentally found at Walmart which is a place I go on average of about once a year. (As an aside, I personally abhor the place, but not just because it's politically un-pretty . I'm convinced that at any given time, it has the largest percentage of predatory humans in one public place. I swear, it really has psychotic energy about it. Every time I've ever gone, I walk out feeling exhausted and sad.) Anywho... I stitched this sweet bee during one of the fishing episodes this weekend. My secret is that I don't ever fish. I just hang onto the two year old, read, stitch, daydream, or knit. It works for us.
This was a spectacular siting for us. We sat and watched them for a long time. There are three... see them? One of my favorite parts about cruising around in a boat are the glimpses of wildlife that we might not see from a dock. This was a tree that had fallen into the water many years ago. I was awash with memories of growing up on the Tennessee river, and the things we would see when we cruised along with my dad. Some things are worth repeating.
I'm not going to lie to you... asking a two year old to remain compliant throughout several hours of fishing in a boat is a recipe for frustration. The four of us had our moments, many of them, though were really fun. The good outweighs the bad, I'd say. We managed to fit in 3 fishing trips this weekend. It was daddy's birthday weekend, and the kids gleefully agreed to his request for a family fishing weekend for his birthday. I honestly thought he would want a whole weekend to himself, but maybe that's just where I'm at right now.
Of course, I had to get a picture of the "new" hat; she was thrilled by it. The honey bee is copied from a stencil I accidentally found at Walmart which is a place I go on average of about once a year. (As an aside, I personally abhor the place, but not just because it's politically un-pretty . I'm convinced that at any given time, it has the largest percentage of predatory humans in one public place. I swear, it really has psychotic energy about it. Every time I've ever gone, I walk out feeling exhausted and sad.) Anywho... I stitched this sweet bee during one of the fishing episodes this weekend. My secret is that I don't ever fish. I just hang onto the two year old, read, stitch, daydream, or knit. It works for us.
This was a spectacular siting for us. We sat and watched them for a long time. There are three... see them? One of my favorite parts about cruising around in a boat are the glimpses of wildlife that we might not see from a dock. This was a tree that had fallen into the water many years ago. I was awash with memories of growing up on the Tennessee river, and the things we would see when we cruised along with my dad. Some things are worth repeating.
2 comments:
And now I see that you are from my neck of the woods, too-- I grew up in west Tennessee...
That is spectacular. And the hat's pretty cute, too. I, personally, love to fish. Actually, I mostly love to cast.
I'm with you on Walmart. I think I could count on one hands how many times I've actually ever been in there. And the last time would have to be nearly 10 years ago. I simply refuse.
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