At the fishing pond the kids picked out a fishing pole.
The we started to try to catch some fish!
Basically I did everything - bait the hook, cast the line, yank the hook when we got a bite, and pulled it in - and the kids just held on to the pole too...so they were "fishing".
Lydia was terrified of the fish and wouldn't even hold the line so we could get a picture with her and her fish.
If you notice, she's crouched up as close to me as possible, terrified of the wet fish flapping in her face. I don't blame her too much...and it was pretty funny.
She was also freezing all morning which is why she has my big, baggy jacket hanging off her in most the pictures. It was actually freezing that day and I was way under prepared in the warm layers department.
Ammon I could at least get to hold the line for a picture, even though he was a bit afraid as well.
I like this shot because you can see the fish coming out of the water.
Ammon with his catch.
Ammon was obsessed with watching the fish flap around in the bucket after we caught them.
After catching the fish, the nice man in the shop cleaned all the guts out for us, ripped the fish hearts out, and showed the kids how they were still beating. It was gross and so cool at the same time.
The kids played on the playground and in the tree house and had a grand time. The kids then gathered with Mrs Feather for a preschool picture before we went home.
The fish we caught sure were tasty that night and we had a good time together.