I ran across this picture today of my little girl that I took when she was just barely able to walk. I remember sitting there with her and seeing the determination on her face as she tried to figure out how to stack those blocks. Day after day she worked on stacking those blocks higher and higher, whatever it took. The thing that caught my eye with this picture was that the bottom block has the number four on it, her age today. Now she has a little brother to teach and the two of them are ever so competitive when it comes to who can stack the blocks higher. I even get in on the competitive games sometimes. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, you can learn a lot from your kids if you just take the time. Whatever it takes…
As many of you know taking your little ones fishing is a blast, but at the same time can be your worst nightmare! We scheduled a family trip in some secluded cabins for the weekend just to get away from it all. Lucky for me there just happen to be a pond a short walk away. Needless to say I spent most of my time there, forgetting about work and just trying to clear my mind. Fishing seems to help me with that…. And a cooler full of beer. My little girl, now four, yearns to do everything daddy does, and this makes me feel on top of the world. I started letting her tag along several months ago and it’s been a blast ever since. Sure it’s a lot like taking a long road trip with two little ones… the boredom and the constant asking of “did we catch a fish yet” , “I’m hungry” “I’m thirsty” “daddy lets go to the park instead”. But in the end, no regrets on my part, I cherish every second. On our weekend family trip I was baiting her pink Barbie pole with the tastiest nightcrawler you have ever seen. Casted it out and went over the basics with her once again. She just smiled and said “daddy…. I know what in doing”. So I grinned back and began baited my line. Of course I was having trouble finding that perfect lure as i was digging deep into the tackle box when I heard her scream. “Daddy! daddy! I caught something…. What do I do”? I said “reel it in” totally expecting our typical catch of some small perch. She yells back “I’m trying but I can’t”! So I went to give her a hand. She was right, her little arms couldn’t even reel one rotation. Oh no a turtle I thought! So I took over and I’ll have to admit, that Barbie pole was about to snap! So I reeled and reeled until it was just yards from the ponds edge and handed it back to her to finish the job. She brought it in and I was baffled! I’m pretty sure she just caught that bass that you here about in every campfire story, and perhaps in a few country songs. I think even Robert Earl Keen would be proud! Shocked, excited, scared and amazed was written all over her ear to ear grin. She was hooked, no pun intended……… Well Maybe a little. All said and done we caught over fifteen fish and had a blast at every second. Thanks Mom and Dad for making it happen!
When you learn to let go of problems instead of resisting with all of your might, your life will begin to flow. Change the things that can be changed, accept those that cannot and have the wisdom to know the difference.
I haven’t been fishing in almost 8 years and it’s probably been 10 years since I actually caught one. So the other day I made it a point to scribble in some time to just go do it. I did, and this is the result! I also caught a tree limb, but I figured it wasn’t picture worthy. Enjoy.