Thursday evening we went fishing with Mom and Dad. This time I caught the biggest walleye, but Eli caught the most (three), so he was still strutting around. For the most part, Evan is happy to cast out his little plastic fish and reel it back in again. But at one point we were all cheering him on as he reeled it in. Apparently, he thought he was reeling in the real thing because when he saw the little red fish at the end of his line, he slumped back in sullen disappointment. Kendall was a kind father and let Evan help him reel in a big stinky northern pike.
Later, we stopped at a little island with our fish and made a fire. Kendall cleaned the fish and Mom and Dad made bannock. It was a very good meal. The boys were so happy to explore and throw things in the water and help gather firewood. As Eli and Evan sat with their plates of fresh walleye and bannock with strawberry jam, Eli suddenly blurted out, “This is great! I want to do this all summer!” Something about the way he just blurted it out was so sincere and joyful and heartfelt. It was a warm fuzzy moment.
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Me too, Eli
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