What a Life!

Last Thursday Steve and Ben went fishing. They went and bought Ben a fishing pole. Then they headed to a nearby lake. Steve taught (or attempted to teach) Ben how to cast. Then they enjoyed spending the afternoon at the lake, fishing.

Right after Ben announced that he was tired and ready to go home, Steve caught a fish. He reeled it in, and then he threw it back out and let Ben reel it in. [P.E.T.A. would not have approved.] Steve removed the hook from the fish’s mouth and released it (per his usual custom), and then they headed home.

When they got home, I asked Ben all about their trip. He talked about the big rocks they sat on and the picnic table that was in the sun and then in the shade (on account of the sun’s movement). I asked him if they caught any fish, and he said, “Yes.” When I asked him how big their fish was, he showed me (as seen in the picture above).

Clearly, his father may have taught him how to go fishing, but he has yet to learn how to tell fish stories!

[According to Steve, they caught a sunfish that was probably about ten inches long. These fish don’t get much longer than that but can weigh up to five pounds, so what Ben is showing me is the width rather than the length.]