fishermen

Today the boys headed out with Grandpa for Bridger's first try at fishing.

By what the pictures revealed it looks like they had a great time. Of course it's Sunday so I was busy doing grad work.

Daddy said that right away they casted Bridger's pole out and it got a bite but when they tried reeling it back in the fish broke the line.

However that didn't seem to stop them. Being with Grandpa Bridger has now learned that the master angler is none other then his very own Grandpa Parsons.

Grandpa knows the ins and outs of all the lakes, he can bait a hook with his eyes closed and will always out fish any of us. Although Grandma is about to retire so there maybe some competition heading his way!

After catching the first fish Daddy said that Bridge was sort of confused. He kept calling the fish "Nemo" "Nemo." I'm sure for a two year old it probably is quite confusing considering he has never reel a fish in before, only seen it in our books we read.

Regardless, they had a great time. It was cold but that sure didn't stop our three fishermen.

Such great memories!