The charm of fishing is that it is the pursuit of what is elusive but attainable, a perpetual series of occasions for hope. ~John Buchan
I adore that second picture - dude, you look like you were meant to be a fisherman.
Born on a boat.
We laugh as Sweet Daddy always babies his stomach on boating days - just in case.
Not you. You eat a full breakfast, eat the entire time you are on the boat, and eat as soon as you get off.
And never get sick.
You had a great time fishing with Billy Bee.
After you caught your shark, Billy Bee asked you if you wanted to kiss it goodbye for good luck.
And you did!
Sweet Daddy and I teach you that each time an adult invests in you, you are to say thank you and shake their hand.
Sunday school teachers. Baseball coaches. Friends moms who let you come over to play.
Through the years you are getting a lot of practice.
Saying thank you started out being really difficult for you. You didn't like approaching grown ups or speaking to people that you didn't know really well.
But you did it.
Okay, you did it because Sweet Daddy and I insisted - but that's how you've learned.
And now, we still prompt you from time to time - but you always thank you.
Even to Billy Bee - that let you kiss a shark!
Especially to Billy Bee - that let you kiss a shark!