Fishin' With the Boys

By Chris
On Friday, George arranged for a boys' fishing trip on the Chesapeake Bay. A work friend owns a boat with her husband, who is the captain. Lunch at the local "Famous Uncle Al's" made the day real good ol' boy outing and lots of fun. There's something pretty cool about three generations of guys spending a few ours on the bay. After getting over some Nick-style anxiety, it was a great day. Nick and Ben really got along better than ever out on the boat. Not a single display of sibling rivalry for hours . . . a record! Lot's of small and medium croakers . . . Ben seemed to catch the most, but everyone did o.k. No sea-sickness . . . thank goodness for Dramamine. It was Ben's first time out on a boat. We came pretty close to some Navy ships, tankers and huge container boats. Ben thought it was neat that we got to go under a real bridge. Nick was very serious . . . and really enjoyed the attention of our very good boat helper (I'm sure they have an official name, but I sure don't know it), Dave.

Sappy reflection time:
You really can't do enough of these experiences with your kids. You spend alot of time keeping them straight, laying down the law and breaking up fights. All necessary stuff . . . but you sure don't want that stuff to be the only memories. How many photo albums have pictures of that stuff? They remember the experiences. They are real and lasting for little guys . . . and the big ones too. Thanks for the memories, George!