We went to a good friend's house for the 4th of July. He has an amazing place - perfect to relax and enjoy good friends. Our family had a great time and West and Creed went fishing for the first time.
I remember catching minnows as one of the most fun things to do as a kid when fishing. Now, it makes me gag at the thought of picking one of those filthy, slimy things. Not sure what happened to me over the years.
I just kept envisioning my boys squishing their guts out. I encouraged them to get their hands wet and play with them, but I couldn't watch it.
After much patience, West was rewarded with his first catch. He reeled it in himself.
And like a true fishman, his tale of the fight and length of the catch was grandiose.
Tuesday, July 07, 2009
First Catch
Thursday, July 02, 2009
We Get Messy. We Clean Up
I have no aversion at all of getting messy with my boys. Don't mind at all, especially when it is entertaining for me too, which it usually is.
The idea of fingerpainting on paper morphed into fingerpainting outside and then why not fingerpaint with their bodies as the paper. I wanted to dump out the pool water anyway.
So we got messy . . . . .
Really messy.
Out of control messy.
And then we cleaned up. Into the pool!
After this, we dumped the water, and made soapy mess of ourselves. Lots of fun.
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