We went fishing this past Saturday with Papa and Auntie Michelle. Davi stayed with Gramma. I gave Piper an hour before she became bored with the whole thing. It didn’t help that we forgot the minnows.
She put her fishing rod in the water and demanded that Auntie hold it (so she could eat the cookies that Gramma packed as a snack) and when she was done she said,
“Papa, there are no fish in this lake.”
