Well, Parker got his first experience this past weekend on a "guys weekend". Bear took him on an overnight fishing trip in Baudette. Bear referred to it as the Father's Fishing Trip. It was himself, his Father Don, his Father in Law Milo and his Godfather Jimmy. Parker right away started referring to Jim as Uncle Jimmy, it was cute how he felt Jim needed a family title.
They were up at 5 am on Saturday morning and on the road 30 minutes later. The truck was packed and Parker oozed excitement.
The guy at the tackle shop gave Parker a complimentary starter fishing bag full of jigs, lures, a pole, everything to get him started!
The fish house is a permanent house that stays on the ice for the season. You fish in it all day, eat in it, go to the bathroom in it and then sleep in it. Thankfully the weather was nice enough and thankfully Milo brought the auger along so they guys were able to choose if they wanted to fish inside or outside.
I wish Bear would log in and type the story from his perspective, I'm only going off of bits and pieces that I have heard. Parker truly had "fantastic" behavior. I'm quoting all the guys on that one. I actually texted back "seriously?" when he told me. A four year old stuck in a small building for hours on end is being fantastic? But yes folks, he has a wonderful spirit in there...we just don't always see it.
Bear said that whenever a bobber would go down in any hole the guys would set the hook and Parker reeled in all the fish. He officially won the "first fish contest" and took their money!
Parker and Uncle Jimmy. Doesn't seem to mind one bit that a flopping fish is right in his face.
Papa Milo. Parker actually took this picture. Papa thankfully had the camera along to document the trip for us.
Bear said Parker would fish outside for hours on end. Come into the house when he "feet hurt". He said it was a combination of the rubber boots, wool socks and being wet. He would take a break for 20 minutes, play with his leapster or a toy he brought and then want to get dressed and go back out again. Again, fantastic behavior! The feet hurting was his only complaint.
Doesn't he seem so young to be doing this? Just hanging out on 3 feet of ice. No jacket, no hat, no mitts...just chillin' in my folding chair catching some fish.I love this picture. I don't know that we have very many of the 3 generations of Ole guys. Don looks proud. Bear looks happy. Parker looks happy and proud. The burbot...well it looks dead and slimy.Daddy's boy. Bear said he was his little buddy all weekend. But that's nothing new. I actually think he is drinking a pop. But, hey! What happens in the fish house stays in the fish house.When the guys got home Emmitt was so excited to see them all! All weekend if anybody would ask where brother was, he'd say fishing. If they asked if he missed him, he'd say no. But we know he did. He wasn't too sure about the burbot that was as long as him...but not too long after they had it out he was touching it and poking at it.Parker was so proud to show Emmitt all the fish he caught. I think the kid really thinks he caught all the fish since he reeled them all in! He was so proud to point them all out and Emmitt jumped right in on the action.It won't be long that Emmitt goes along with on the fishing trip and mom is left at home to do nothing but drink a glass of wine and sit in silence....