....We go fishing.
Our dear neighbors the Hendersons invited us kids (;) ) over for a fun evening of fishing, music, and food. We had a complete blast. Papa and Mama were off somewhere, so instead of being blue as indigo at home, we went and partied. That's what's awesome about communities! :)
Anyone need fish? Here at your service is Henderson/Lindsey fishing services. We have discovered that (drum roll please)....
I'm a prolific fisherwoman.
Riiiiiggggghhhhhtttt. I literally didn't know how to hold a catfish. But it was downright fun.
Michael reeled them in one after another. Just can't outdo those little guys.
I mean, the south has HUMONGOUS spiders. And Michael loves them. :)
Joey: Don't worry, I shut the electric fence off, you can just climb over.
LB Davis: JOEY! Now the fish are gonna get out!!
Grandpa follows with gales of laughter.
Worms on the hooks. I forgot how much I love squirmy worms threading them on hooks. Definitely a favorite pastime :s I promise if my husband likes to fish I'm going to sweet talk him into baiting my hooks every time. NEVER, however, let it be said that I did not at least do it once.
And then you play the waiting game. And wait a little more. And then a lot more. I'm still trying to figure out why it's so thrilling to have that bobber disappear. What's with it?
Beck was proud of her bluegill. It's funny, when you wait that long, you're proud of a lot.
Whoa hoss! Caleb reeled in a decent sized and high energy catfish. Beeeyouteefull!
"What?!?! Did my bobber go down? Do I have a fish?!?! Oh my goodness I have a fish!!!"
Yeah, I haven't caught a fish in a few years. So I yelled and had fun. Because I mean, how often in one night of a bunch of loud people around a pond are we gonna reel in a whopper catfish? Not many.
And WHY are disgusting things so addicting? Let's run through the list of fishing necessities. I'm not really patient, I don't enjoy seeing things out of their world, confused and scared, I really don't like sitting on cow patties to do it, and I'm not a fan of dark, murky water. The only thing I have on the check list is that I love to eat fish.
But I would go fishing any old day.
The weirdness of life.
There's my girl! She was mean. Very disturbed. And squirmy. So fun.
Michael pulled in a decent catfish on his kid pole. He felt sick all evening and still wanted to fish!!
