We went fishing near their house this past weekend. I was all excited until Daddy brought the first fish out of the water and it flopped and flopped and flopped. He finally got it in a bucket where it quickly fell asleep.

I had a better time feeding the fish and watching them jump and splash me. Too cool!

(And Mom wanted me to tell you that the only reason I have a Nuk in my mouth is to keep my fingers out. I guess they were dirty.)