
We spent a great weekend at Grandma's. The children went fishing twice. Once in the "wild" and another at the neighbor's "stocked" pond. I'm sure you can imagine the differing results.

The kids went to their cousin's school carnival. It was as brutal as school carnivals go. That day-old face painting was over an hour long wait in line.

I learned what a creole was for the first time in my life. Here are the children gathered round my dad's.
In true rookie fashion, my Dad even had a net on a zip-cord attached to the back of his vest. This was intense fishing.
Here Ellery and Brent are reeling one in. We let this one go.
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