An afternoon of memory making with their grandpa and daddy was spent at the expense of a few fish in Uncle’s pond. The kids had a blast. We allowed little man to join the fun for the last 30 minutes. It is a miracle that he didn’t end up in the pond or hung on a hook himself. He was happiest in Grandpa’s lap – but since grandpa is one of his favorite people in the whole wide world….that isn’t much of a surprise. Also not a surprise…..my awe again over my husband and father-in-law. Seriously God gave them an extra helping of patience and it is evident in how they love our kiddos and how they are able to take all four of them fishing. Photos tell the story better than I can.
I now notice that Hubby is not in any of the photos….he was a blur of activity keeping worms on hooks!
Casting A Stone 