My parents so graciously watched the boys for us for a date night last weekend. As usual, they had something really cool planned. No wonder the boys never want to come home after staying with them. They are forever going to the river or doing something crazy like camping out in the backyard. Today my dad planned to take them fishing.........in the little creek that runs through our backyard. He came with poles in hand ( two with little hooks, one that was just pretend).

That could be the reason for Little Buddy's long face in this pic. If you look closely you can see he is pouting about something or other. Dad said Grant only snagged Rhett's shirt once with the hook so I'm guessing that this could've been a reason for the forlorn look as well.

And, who knew?? Apparently fish like hotdogs. I guess that's what you use when you're in a pinch. G.W. reeled in the catch of the day. And, again, who knew there were catchable, sizable fish in that little creek?? Looks like I'm on to something new for dinner time! Finally!!

Thanks, Dad, for the fishing lesson!
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the little creek behind YOUR house... behind MY house???? OH MY
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