If You Teach a Man to Fish...

Yesterday morning as we were eating breakfast, Brandt asked me what was on my list of things to get done for the day. I told him I wanted to update the blog and clean our bedroom. That was it. (I'm not much for overachieving on Saturdays). After updating the blog, I went upstairs to find that Brandt has just finished cleaning our room. 

Me: "Wow, thanks Babe, it looks great."

Brandt: "You're welcome. I figured I could help you out."

Me: "So...what's the catch?"

Brandt: "Well....I was thinkin' we could go fishing!"

And there it is. I guess he figured if he helped get everything on my list accomplished, I would go fishing with him. Sneaky Brandt. So we packed our supplies and headed out to an area of the South Fork by Cress Creek Trail. It was a gorgeous day, but I had forgotten how much Brandt loves to hike through the brush and yuck to find the "best" fishing spot. I think his mindset is "the fish only bite in the areas of the river that are difficult to access." I don't know how I always seem to forget this about him until we're out in the thick of it and there's no turning back. Needless to say we did a lot of hiking through mud and a bit of snow (and not to mention a shallow part of the river that Brandt had to carry me across) to make it to the "best" fishing spot.  But we eventually made it and Jack and I enjoyed the sun and fresh air while Brandt did his thing. The wind kicked up a bit which made it slightly chilly, so we put Brandt's buff on Jackers to keep his head and ears warm. He looked like a little pirate. :)

Although technically he didn't cast the line or reel anything in, Jack still enjoyed being outside and learning from the master. He took notes while watching dad do his thing so that as soon as he's big enough, he'll know exactly what to do. 

We finished the day by getting some Papa John's pizza and watching "Kung Fu Panda 2". It was a great ending to a great day. I loved spending the day with my boys!