Those were all the things necessary for us to lose track of how many fish Lily caught this weekend! The wind was blowing all day, every day we were there. There was moss, seaweed, water cabbage, icky green stuff (whatever else you call it) and drift wood all along the water’s edge. None of those things mattered when it came to Lily catching her fish. She had her pole, a small hook with half a worm, and the only yellow and orange bobber I could see on the lake. The old rule about no talking, forget about that one. Lily’s voice could be heard across the lake I am sure. “Dad, I’m stuck!” “Dad, I need help!” “Dad, I think I have one!” “Dad, where are the worms?” “I have to go to the bathroom.” “I’m cold” “Mom I love you” “Did you catch one yet?”
Oh and ‘a kiss,’ well Lily started kissing the fish before she put them back in the lake. I know it started because her dad was teasing her about kissing the fish. You don’t have to tease Lily to long about some things before she will try it. I was hoping and encouraging her not to try but the more fish she kissed the more she caught. There were all these adults sitting around, being very quiet, not catching anything. I mean nothing. Then there was Lily.
At one point we just started laughing at her luck, but there was no way I was going to kiss a fish! There were a few times she would reel in her line and wouldn’t even know she had a fish on. It was so much fun to see her once she had the fish out of the water. She would very gently hold the fish (okay really she squeezed them a little too tight, but she did it) then she would try first to take out the hook before calling her dad. After that she would kiss the side of the fish’s head and then hold it in the water until it could swim off on it’s own. I think the fish much have swam back to their school of friends and told them about a sweet little girl who kissed them good bye and let them go, so if you wanted to eat a worm it was safe to eat hers.
Love and cherish these times!