Little boy, do you know how blessed you are? Of course, you did ask about 1,000 times for a fishing pole. And mommy *of course* has been reading you a book all about How to Fish–how to find those big nightcrawlers, why you shouldn’t touch the body of any fish you plan on throwing back, how to put a worm on a hook, what the different sized hooks are called, and so on.
You have had fishin’ fever.
So your Dad “finally” took you to a sporting goods store last Saturday and bought you your very own fishing pole. He bought one for himself and another one for big brothers to share.
Once you got home, you had to stand around and watch Daddy put together the tackle box that he bought. He said he saved 20 dollars by getting the kind you have to put together yourself. Saving that 20 dollars also paid for another lesson on “waiting patiently” for you, Davy.
It was hard to find worms in the middle of the bright sunny day. You and I read in the book that nightcrawlers are easier to find. . ..at night. But you and your brothers managed to find some small, skinny, reddish colored worms. You put them in a dirt-filled Campbell’s soup can.
Mama pretty much kept to herself and let you boys have fun together. That’s because when I did go down to watch, you almost cast your hook into my wrist. That’s okay. You didn’t mean it. But, I figured I was safer if I kept my distance.
Davy, you fished and you fished. But big brother was the only one to catch anything~4 little ones~.
So, you haven’t caught anything yet. But that’s okay. Mommy had to chuckle, shaking her head a little, when she heard you explain to your speech teacher about the “BIG ONE” that you “almost” caught. You showed her just how BIG it was, with your little arms.
Apparently, the need to exaggerate “the one that got away” is something that comes naturally to fishermen. Even you young ones.
You were very patient
Mama thinks your toes are cute. All that sitting still makes your toes curl.
the first catch~an itty bitty sunfish~
Another of Big Brother’s catches.
Daddy and Davy-do, like two peas in a pod~
Daddy understands your little boyishness when mama does not.
He says you are just like him, when he was little.
I hope you enjoyed reading about David’s first time fishing. I’m so glad we have 2 ponds so that he can fish without leaving home, although I’m sure they will be checking out other fishing holes in time.
As I was typing this, I could hear Grace and Davy in the kitchen.
She just came to me and said, “Mom? How do you make those waffles?” (frozen ones)
“You just put them in the toaster, that’s all.”
“I did that, and they turned out mushy.”
“What? What do you mean, mushy?”
I got up to go check.
“They taste AWFUL”, said David, when I appeared.
No wonder! THEY WERE TOASTING FROZEN HAMBURGER PATTIES!!!!!!
(As it turns out, we don’t even have frozen waffles. I have a small waffle maker. . . . . .guess I’ll be making fresh waffles this morning, even if it takes an hour to make enough for five hungry children. It’s the least I could do after laughing at Grace long and loud *which she did not like*.)
PS, The toaster is a great defroster of hamburgers.
Good to be Home 