Gone Fishin'

On the weekend of my birthday, Jeff, myself and the two boys, loaded up and headed to Northern Kentucky to celebrate Keith's birthday. When we arrived Matt and Brooke were there with Baby Blake who technically is no longer a baby since he celebrated his first birthday just a week or so before. It is amazing how fast they grow and especially that first year. It was a beautiful spring day and before the rest of their guests arrived we headed to the neighbors that have a trampoline. Hayden lost interest in the trampoline fast as he had spied a pond stocked with an assortment of fish. Jeff and Hayden headed down to the waters edge and father and son did a little fishin'. He was mesmerized and loved every minute of it. The little two year old boy watched as his dad taught him to bait a line. The little warm curling on the hook as they cast the line. Over and over and never did he bore. A neighbors grandson was fishing with them and happened to catch a cat fish. Hayden was impressed to say the least. You could see his little swagger as he walked feeling much older than his 2 1/2 years. Me, being the typical over protective, overly anxious mom had to hold myself back from releasing the hundreds of thoughts racing through my head.... watch out for the tree root, don't trip and fall into the water, watch the hook so you don't cut yourself, ohh no your getting to close to the waters edge, oh Jeff you almost hooked your son as you cast the line...... and so the thoughts kept coming but I was able to keep them to myself except to just tell Jeff to watch out that he doesn't fall into the water as the scene plays out in my head. There were no injuries, no hook in the eye, no toddler falling in the murky water. It was just a purely innocent, sweet moment between father and son that I was privileged to watch from a distance. To think I was almost too lazy to walk across the street to get my camera and capture these moments. So glad I did.

Afterwards the guest started to arrive and Hayden had fun playing with the neighborhood kids. Landon not so much. Anytime Madison, a tween neighbor, would hold him, speak or even glance his way he would turn up that lip and start to wail. He really just did not like her one bit. I'm sure when we visit next time he will be all about her and maybe give a smile and coo in apology for his previous behavior.

I was surprised to see that Emily even had a cookie cake made for Keith and had my name on it as well since we share birthdays. That was super nice and boy did it taste good too!