Teach a guy to fish

We have visitors! Kaci, Kali and Braden are here for the week.

Yesterday, Braden and I went “fishing”.

He got comfy in the big boat, I got to be in the water. He put on his “crank bait” and threw in the hook.

This one wasn’t big enough to mount, but he decided it was a “keeper”.

Soon, his “live well” was filled and it was time to head home.

He didn’t trust me to back the truck up to pull his boat out of the water. “Nana is not a good backer”.

It’s important that a good fisherman checks to make sure the boat is securely on the trailer before dragging it out of the water. A really smooth backer (not a Nana, of course) can do this without waking the sleeping kitty on the hood of the truck.

It’s now time to clean the fish so we can “cook ‘em”.

Dialing Mom’s cellphone with his “mote phone”

“Hey Mommy? Yea, well, we’re grilling some fish!”

“You want some?”

“Ok, bye!”

They are little only once, Lord. Grant me wisdom and patience to teach them to follow in your footsteps and prepare them for what is to come.

They are only little once, Lord. Make me take the time to play pretend, to read or tell a story, to cuddle. Don’t let me for one minute think anything is more important than the school play, the recital, the big game, fishing or the quiet walk hand-in-hand. All too soon, Lord, they will grow away and there is no turning back. Let me have my memories with no regrets.

Please help me to be a good Nana, Lord.

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