Gone Fishin'

Since Jake has been doing so well going potty, we asked him what he wanted for a "big prize" and he said "a fishing pole." So, we caved in and got him a fishing pole today. It was so funny when we took him to the store...we took him to the kiddie poles and he immediately spotted the Dora fishing pole. Unfortunately, it was pink and glittery, so Tyson immediately said no. Instead, he got a more "manly" looking pole that was blue and green. Ha! I told Tyson that the fish didn't have a preference over a pink and glittery or a blue and green pole.

Jake is in love with his fishing pole...so much so that he insisted on napping with it...so much so that he ran around the house trying to catch anything that could with it...so much so that he broke it within minutes of getting out of the car because he was so excited. Yep, he never even got to go fishing with it. Oh well, Tyson said he lasted about 4 casts anyways and was over fishing. He was much more interested in throwing the dog food, yes dog food, into the pond. You see, our neighbor swears that the fish at this particular pond prefer dog food, so dog food it was. Unfortunately, the dog food wasn't doing the trick today because there was no fish to be had by the Summers' family. Oh well, it was all for the experience for Jake, and he had a great time...with or without his pole.