Every year, we spend our Summer's busy with all sorts of things. With John working third shift, some of those things won't be happening. But, Fishing is something we will manage to fit in. Picnics of bologna and cheese, handfuls of wax-worms and night-crawlers...
Lots of time spent explaining to Layla that you don't need to put the actual fishing pole into the water to catch something, and that you can actually fall in, no matter how sure you are that you wont.
It's time again to catch a whole bevvy of bluegill that Lydia wants to rescue, and her thinking we need the net to pull them all in ;)
It will be full of tangled lines, lost bobbers, and lots of sweaty faces.
I know I'll work off a few pounds chasing the kiddos around, and I will inevitably forget to bring extra clothes at least once. But we will be together, and we will be enjoying the simple, free, wonderful memories there are to be made. And in times like these... well... you need that.
The kids have already been once without us, and we had this trip just yesterday. And then, for Father's Day, we always go! And I really do love it... with all my heart.