The boys had been wanting to go fishing in Lake Eureka with Papa Butter all summer and this was finally the weekend!
Unfortunately, it rained on the first day, but we tried our luck anyway. Some other guys not far from us caught a few big ones, but not us.
Even so, I was still happy to sit on my rock in the rain with Teresa's fishing rod. I think I might be a fisher woman when I grow up.
(Papa Butter)
This morning brought sun and another chance to fish, but in the end . . . still no fish! The boys stuck it out for a few hours while the girls went to play at the park and playground. Everyone was happy.
After lunch, we had a few scooter races.
And motorcycle rides.
And we visited Great Grandma Joachim at the nursing home, too.
It wasn't the successful fishing weekend we were expecting, but it was still a great one!
Perhaps future Uncle Vince can give us some pointers on how to catch the BIG one next time!
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