Growing up, we would go to a stocked pond and go fishing every year. Luckily my Grandpa liked fish or I don't know what we'd have done with all those poor fish we'd just killed. Last summer we took Eli fishing up in Yellowstone, with no success. This time I wanted a sure catch. So back we went to my childhood fishing spot (the ONLY place I've EVER caught a fish... seriously!). Luckily my sister-in-law and niece love fish, so I didn't have to feel guilty about killing fish this time either. Hey, I'd eat it myself, if fresh water fish weren't so "fishy" tasting AND my super smell/taste ever die down after Anna... I still can't stomach fish after her pregnancy for some reason :( Eli was so excited. He DIDN'T however, like it when Grandpa and I cleaned the fish. He'll still bring it up and say that I can't do that.
Here's a video. Not of his first fish, but I like this one best!
http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=10150940112026830
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What a fun thing to do. We need to take Grant fishing still. Garrett is planning on taking him fishing this summer. We'll see if he likes the gutting as well. Your kids are adorable and we miss you!
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