Here are a few fishie photos I got in when they did not notice I was watching. Well, at least at first. Brent always says it is a way to end a perfect day.
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Sunday, September 27, 2009
Here Fishie! Fishie!
Josie loves to go fishing with her Daddy. Most of the time she sits and plays with the fake bait, but loves the sport of watching Daddy reel in the big ones. A day does not go by, when I will come home from work and low and behold I will find the two of them quietly resting on the dock with a fishing pole at hand. She does not like to touch the fishies, but she gives them a good stare down. She has even tried to kiss a fishie before. Could you imagine kissing a fishie? How nasty would that taste. We stopped her just in the nick of time before she did that one.
Here are a few fishie photos I got in when they did not notice I was watching. Well, at least at first. Brent always says it is a way to end a perfect day.



Here are a few fishie photos I got in when they did not notice I was watching. Well, at least at first. Brent always says it is a way to end a perfect day.
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