"Many men go fishing all of their lives without knowing that it is not fish they are after."
-Henry David Thoreau
James is doing really well with his reading lessons, when he starts Kindergarten he will be well on his way. While James was mastering the basics, Isla was doing what Isla does best. She was as proud of her mess as James was of his letters.
Ashlyn’s cheer group got to cheer a real field this weekend. The girls were excited, unfortunately we weren’t able to go down on the field once the game started but we were able to watch her from the bleachers. They did great, and the Tigers won yet another game.
The kids wanted to try out their fishing rods at the pond on Saturday. We didn’t have hooks, but that didn’t stop them from tying bread to their fishing lines and throwing in the water. Turtles and fish jumped at the line, and the kids decided they had to come back with actual hooks. While the older two cast their lines, Isla dragged Rusty around (and vice versa).
PePa came over with hooks, bobbers, and weights on Sunday. Mommy dug up a bunch of worms from the garden. We weren’t sure if the fish were going to bite, but they did. A lot. We basically spent the morning going back and forth taking fish off hooks and putting new worms on. The kids had a great time, and they’re already asking when they can go back. Luckily it’s a short walk away.
Some pictures don’t need stories. This is one of them.
