“I think a fish ate my worm, Daddy”
Tommy and I finally went fishing last night. He had come along with me two weekends ago, but just watched. I felt too rotten last week, but last night was a go. It was his first time with his new fishing pole, and he was very excited:
After almost an hour he said he was going to reel in because a fish got his worm. I figured he was just saying that because that’s what I had been saying all night (I feed many a fish that night), but I realized he was right when he reeled in a little sunfish.
Not bad for his first time out. (I didn’t catch a thing)
