Fishing: It's not a Total Waste of Time

Last year my dad gave us some of his fishing poles and lures because Steve wanted to try and fish with Drake. I think our first fishing experience was back on June 28, 2008. It was a cool, windy day. I wasn't so sure Steve knew anything about fishing. He took forever to get the fishing poles ready for us all to use. Once they were ready to go, some of the excitement had died, but we tried it out anyway to see if we could catch something.

We tried and tried to catch a fish but didn't have any luck. It was quite disappointing. Fishing takes a lot of patience, something I will admit many times that I lack.

Here Steve has his hat, but it wasn't long and it blew right off of his head and into the lake.

It was a good thing we had a fishing pole, so we could retrieve it. I knew that thing would come in handy for something!

Fast forward to October 18, 2008. We took a road trip to the Mississippi Palisades State Park. Once again, Steve was having a little trouble rigging up the fishing pole. Drake thought it would be funny if I took a picture of him falling asleep while waiting. It is funny. If fishing doesn't teach us patience, waiting for the pole to be ready will. Ahh...my poor husband. We didn't catch any fish that time either.

This year Steve and Drake have gone fishing a few times and still didn't catch anything, but something incredible happened over this past weekend! Drake actually caught two fish!



Here he is on April 25.

He caught another on April 26.

Now that Steve has the fishing poles ready to go, there is no longer any wait time: just throw on a worm and go. Yay! I'm happy that they found something to do together that they both enjoy. I think that as boys get older, they really need that bond with their dads. They need that time to hang out and talk about things. Whether it's catching fish (or not), playing ball, or riding bikes, it's the act of spending time with each other that matters most.

Time can't be returned once it has past.