Chad took the kids fishing last Saturday while I stayed home with Sarah and pretended to be productive. (Hey, we did mow the lawn!)
They drove to a spot about 45 minutes away, which took them a lot long than that because, after 20 minutes they had to return for the worms we'd dug up the night before.
The lake they went to stocked blue gills, so they weren't planning on bringing any home. That's fine with me because I don't like fish.
After about 10 minutes with their poles in the water, Joseph found success. His first fishing trip, Joseph catches a fish. And it's the first fish caught in the group. You might be able to imagine how that made his older brothers feel!
Unfortunately, the fish died before it could be released from the hook. That was fine with Joseph because it meant he could hang on to it!
Everyone used their best fishing skills. Leah had several bites, but never landed anything. Rebekah didn't catch a fish, but that is some nice lake slime!
Nathan did a little conservation project by cleaning up this discarded can.
They were dedicated and tried to meet the fish halfway. As I hear it, Rebekah decided to concede defeat and jumped into the water up to her armpits. ("If you can't beat 'em, join 'em.") That may explain WHY she didn't catch any fish.
Daniel
Nathan
Finally, the boys reel in a catch!
And here's another. Don't remind them that it's smaller than the one Joseph caught.
They were gone several hours and were very ready for lunch when they got home. I couldn't help but wrinkle my nose when Joseph's fish was held up to my face. It was in a little scented bag for diaper disposal, but even that didn't mask the stinky fish smell. (It ended up being thrown up on the canal bank for the local wildlife to feast upon.)
I think this was the first time our kids have been fishing in over two years (except for Nathan who went fishing to this very lake for a cub scout activity). Poor, underprivileged kids.
Unfortunately, the fish died before it could be released from the hook. That was fine with Joseph because it meant he could hang on to it!
Everyone used their best fishing skills. Leah had several bites, but never landed anything. Rebekah didn't catch a fish, but that is some nice lake slime!
Nathan did a little conservation project by cleaning up this discarded can.
They were dedicated and tried to meet the fish halfway. As I hear it, Rebekah decided to concede defeat and jumped into the water up to her armpits. ("If you can't beat 'em, join 'em.") That may explain WHY she didn't catch any fish. 
Daniel
Nathan
Finally, the boys reel in a catch!
And here's another. Don't remind them that it's smaller than the one Joseph caught.
They were gone several hours and were very ready for lunch when they got home. I couldn't help but wrinkle my nose when Joseph's fish was held up to my face. It was in a little scented bag for diaper disposal, but even that didn't mask the stinky fish smell. (It ended up being thrown up on the canal bank for the local wildlife to feast upon.)
I think this was the first time our kids have been fishing in over two years (except for Nathan who went fishing to this very lake for a cub scout activity). Poor, underprivileged kids.
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