FISHIN' WITH GRANDPA

This past fall my Dad tried to have some one on one time with each of the boys. He took Brady fishing up to Henry's Lake. Brady had a wonderful time. He was so excited to go all by himself. My Dad said that he did great and had a blast.

A few weeks after Brady got home we were at the grocery store. We walked past the case with the fresh seafood and there was a huge salmon in the case. Brady told me that the fish that he caught was almost that big. Then he proceeded to tell me that Grandpa didn't catch fish that big, all Grandpa caught was grass! We laughed and laughed about this. Of course I had to call and give my Dad a hard time. My Dad loves to fish. He goes all the time and is really a good fisherman, but apparently... according to Brady, all he caught last time was some moss from the bottom of the lake.