Gone Fishin'

While in the mountains last week I took a ton of pictures.  Too many to document at one time.  Also while in the mountains last week Sean went fishing for the first time, and the pictures from that experience are unbelievably cute, and managable. 

In the back of Uncle Micah's truck getting the gear ready.

So happy to be hanging out with the guys.

Seannie with his "fishing poole." He's hoping for a Seannie-sized one to come his way around July 2. 

So Sean and I actually sat on a blanket on the river bank while Cody, Micah and Aubrey Anne fished.  He still thought the whole experience was "fishing." Here he is watching the fisherpeople through is "ga-noculars."  We also touched worms and read Berenstain Bears on the blanket, first with me, then with a very obliging DaDa while I read a little Jane Austen and smelled the awesome country air.

Watching Aub through the ganoculars.

After Cody fished for a while he came back up and let Sean be a more active participant.  I love this picture.

Just because I couldn't help it.

Sean has been talking up a storm about fishing.  Especially after he heard Micah tell Beth that he would catch her a trout and bring it home to cook for their dinner ("I caught you a delicious bass."). Adorably, he gets the words "trout" and "Detroit" mixed up (they sound alike and we talk about both) and told someone yesterday he caught a "Rainbow 'Troit" (which he did not.).  Today I took the boys downtown and we walked around Waterfront Park a little, looking for dolphins.  Sean said, "Mommy, you catch a dolphin and bring it home to cook up for our lunch."  Someone call PETA.