Fishy story, part 2

Maybe Spencer's fish was the only fish that was hungry

For Christmas, I gave Mason and Spencer new fishing poles. Along with those poles, I gave them coupons for a fishing trip with Dad. Teressa graciously provided us the opportunity to go fishing on her birthday. (She was more interested in the family time and in the hike that followed.) We went back to the fishing pier where we had so much success this summer. Unfortunately, the fish weren't biting the same way they were before, but Spencer did manage to make sure we didn't get skunked. The funny part is that right before he caught the fish, Spence had just about given up. He was ready to put his pole down and go play. Of course, as soon as he caught the fish, that's exactly what he did anyway. Attention spans are short, my friends.


Spencer caught the lone fish on this expedition