Tuesday, January 28, 2014

Ice Fishing

My dad came to visit us for a few days. He bought the boys fishing poles and we braved the cold to try our luck at a little ice fishing. Armed with raw hot dogs we hit the local pond. Two hours later, without a single nibble, we packed up and retreated to a warm vehicle. Little did I know the boys were eating the raw hotdogs and after a few crazy spins on the tire swing, Cole was soon vomiting out the car window. Despite the puking and not spotting a single fish, Cole said it was the best day ever. 

Love & Light,
Stacy


We had to practice first in the yard!




















1 comment :

  1. Great shots Stace! Love the one of you too! LOL at the hotdogs! Silly boys! xo

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