Memories Made

Last weekend we were lucky enough to spend the weekend at my Aunt and Uncles new cottage up north. It's totally amazing, and....well, up north which made it extra perfect to me.

There was smores and campfire, eating outside and playing in the water. But the most memorable thing for my kidlets was their first fishing experience. Uncle Evan delivered big time on this adventure.

Of course Tank needed no encouragement what-so-ever to jump into the boat and hit the water....

Sassy L was a completely different story. She repeatedly asked questions like "Can the boat tip? How does it float? What if sinks? Are you sure there aren't holes in it?" Once we coaxed her into the boat the questions turned into frantic statements "We're moving! It's tipping! Don't stand up! Slow down! I'm gonna fall in! Why do bad things happen to good people?!"

Then we started up the boat and pushed off shore.

My poor child...I've never seen a kid so cautious and worrisome. Of course like many things in the past, once she calmed the heck down she realized she was enjoying herself. We found a quiet spot, cast in our lines, and waited for the fish to bite. That seemed to distract her.

And looky here, she even caught her very first fish! (Well, Evan caught it and she helped reel it in, but that counts right?) Evan tried to convince her to kiss her fish...

In the end, she decided she liked fishing and would like to do it again soon!

It was one of those weekends you think - we'll remember that one forever. A big thank you to my aunt and uncle, and E&L for their wonderful hospitality!

Oh, one more things to share. Here's a video of Tank fishing...