We arrive in Phoenix, get off the plane, walk outside to beautiful skis, palm trees, and sunshine. Grammy and Gramps meet us at the airport and the kids are so excited to finally be here and to see Grammy and Gramps. We are ready for our vacation. On our way out to the car, Grammy mentions fishing pond. Next thing I know we are headed to Cabela's to buy fishing supplies. Wait a minute, what happened to laying by the pool, playing golf, or just sleeping in? Fishing is on Gabe's brain. He asks a million questions...Where is the fishing pond? What kind of fish are in it? When can we go, dad? Can we go now?
Trip to Cabela's and we have all the fishing gear. I take a deep breath and remember that this is a good thing that we are going fishing ON OUR VACATION.
Grammy and I took Gabe fishing the first day. He loved it even though there was about 30 other fisherman there also and no one was catching fish. He was very patient and fished for at least 2 hours. Every morning before everyone got up, Gabe and Bryan would load up and go fishing for a couple of hours.
One morning a heron stole Gabe's fish and this only made him more determined to catch one because he had actually seen that there was a fish in that pond. The last day we were there Gabe, Owen, and Bryan caught 3 small fish. Thank goodness!!
Let me just ask this one question....who goes to Phoenix and fishes in the middle of suburbia?
THE DAHLS
Eli hanging in his stroller while brother fishes.
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