When I first met my husband the first thing I immediately knew about him was that he was a semi-professional bass fisherman. Meaning, besides working his IT/Security Analyst job, he fished all the time. And I love his passion for it. Since we have moved his love for fishing has taken a backseat while we get situated and get our son the care he needs. But when we started having our beautiful children, Wayne could not wait for the day to finally take them fishing.
Our first family fishing trip!
I think we have a few naturals on our hands.
Baby girl wanted so badly to join in the fishing fun. I think it's safe to say that a princess fishing pole will be joining our collection soon. However, we did enjoy watching the boys fish and wonder through the trails and paths nearby.
The only thing we caught! A tiny little frog!
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6 comments:
awww...family fishing trip...reminds me of when I was little. My dad used to take us, fishing and we would camp in the back of the station wagon.
You've beautifully captured family moments that will be forever remembered.
These are so nice! Married to a fisherman as well, the thinking around here seems to be that thevmore family members that fish= need for bigger boat! LOL. I really like the warn tones to these photos.
Oh what sweet pictures!! Loved them.
Blessings♥
You have some great pics here! That frog is so freakin' tiny; I love it!
I love this because my step-dad was like this when he came into my life. Spent a ton of time fishing when we all were kids. What great memories.
Awww. Love these. Sad I have been missing your blog post. Hopefully I will do better!
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