I am pretty much sure that Chris has waited his whole adult life to take his first born fishing. Lucky for us, our neighborhood ponds make weeknight fishing excursions easy. Lately I often find myself walking into an empty house when I get home from work. I check to see if the wagon is gone and if so I head to the pond to find my boys fishing together. It makes my heart smile and I know it gives Chris heart overload.
"Look fishy right der"
"ahhhh little baby fishy"
He does everything just like daddy.
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Headed home for dinner. I know some day we will both miss the simple joys of moments like these. As much as we try to treasure them, I know they slip by all too fast.
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