
Daddy bought them both new, smaller fishing poles. It was the FIRST thing that Breccan had to do this morning. Up at 6:00 a.m. and wanting to practice fishing.








"LOOK MOM, the worm is bleeding!" This is why I DON'T ENJOY FISHING! Killing the poor worms!


All those little white flecks are snow!

And then we had to cook the fish and eat it. The kids were a little grossed out when Jery gutted the fish, and even said they didn't think they wanted to eat it. But after it was cooked, it got chowed down.

It was a good day, even if it was COLD! Good old Colorado Spring!
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