We had been talking up going fishing to Max whenever we discussed our vacation. Since we had been to visit the Fish Hatchery it seemed like it would be time to go fishing. GranDon had brought two poles and his tackle box down from Oregon just for the occasion. I bought a day license and we headed to what I consider the perfect fishing place for a 5 year old: sharing the bank of the lake with a play structure and swingset.
Don thought Max would only be interested in fishing for less than 5 minutes, since Max had been so excited, I was thinking more like 10 minutes. Don baited the hook, cast the line and handed the pole to Max. We showed him how to slowly real in the line and explained to him about the fish pulling on the hook. He sat down on a rock and seemed content. I baited my hook, cast my line and sat next to him. At the 6 minute mark, Max decided he was done and went to play on the slides. I tried another 50 minutes or so, but caught nothing. It was very windy, so we decided to call it a day.
While we were fishing, Mom and Gran were putting together Max’s “Blue Group” scrap book. They got a number of pages done and it is looking good. Everyone took a break for a couple of hours and then Don and Camille came back over for dinner and more scrap booking.
Weezy’s spots are still there, but she continues to act unaffected. She only woke up 3 times last night.