Fishy Fish Fishes

The other day we got in our truck and went fishing! We were gone for 3 days, and we caught a lot of fish.
Here is my Dad with the first big fish he caught.



Here is my Great-Uncle Roger with the REALLY big fish he caught.



My Mom is mean. She tried to make me kiss the fish!



Here is Auntie Poo-poo with the tiny fish she caught.



Here is me catching a fish with my Dad.



I also caught a fish with my Mom and the fishing pole that my Uncle Scott got me for my birthday. My Dad tells me I am a natural fisherboy, even though I get distracted sometimes and forget to hold on to the pole.



Here's an itty bitty fish that my Mom caught and the dog tried to eat.



Me and Poo-poo did a lot of stuff together.



I was throwing a lot of rocks in the water, but it didn't scare away any fish!



I was a big bed hog when I slept with Mom and Poo-poo at the hotel.



Our room was pretty comfy.



On the last day we were fishing, we heard a big boom and saw lots of smoke, so Dad and Grandpa and I went to investigate. Someone's campfire got away from them and melted a fifth wheel camp trailer. By the time we got back with the camera, this is all that was left...



I got a good sunburn and a black eye, but I can't wait to go fishing again!

E Out.