Yesterday, WE WENT FISHING!!!

         This fishing trip was unlike any other in the fact that mom and dad trusted us to go fishing all by ourselves. This meant a change in roles for Jake. He now had to be main man and do all the gross hard work including baiting our hooks and getting the fish off. He did an excellent job trying to cheer Jenny and I on when we would get frustrated easily. After about my 15th failed cast that this time did not even make it two feet and landed on the bank Jake came over and very kindly asked me, "Katie do you want me to cast for you every time, because I will do that for you if you need." He was so sincere, but there was no way my little brother was going to cast it for me EVERY TIME! So then he just tried to instruct me. "Katie, stop trying SO hard!" I just want to point out it must be a man sport if trying is a negative aspect. When I go golfing Shane is always telling me "don't try so hard... Don't try and kill it; just hit it." Is the point to under achieve and then you will be successful? Anyways I soon found out I was trying too hard, because I caught the fish in the side rather than in the mouth. Poor thing I must have cast a little to hard and swiped him right in!

               Jenny was a hoot to take fishing, and spent the majority of the time feeding the worms to the fish we had already caught, because she thought they were hungry. She sat down frustrated after a while, and I asked her what was wrong, and she said, "I am tired of this reeling in every 5minutes; whatever happened to getting to sit down and peacefully wait for a fish to come. " She was right- we caught 40 fish, and I was often upset if I had to recast because I had not gotten anything that cast because I had again lost my worm.

        Jenny went to lots of work to care for two baby fish that were caught, and even hiked back to the truck to get a special bucket for them. I am not sure they loved her quite as much, because she tended to smother them. I am a little scared for when she will soon become an aunt. : D But, that was not her only pet of the night. She also caught a frog which she did not notice until she had reeled him in thinking that she had not caught anything. She was quite shocked and screamed, but quickly warmed up to it and proceeded to take it for a hop/walk on her fishing pole.

Thanks Jake for all your work getting the supplies ready and cleaning the fish afterwords. It is a good thing we have a brother!