Last weekend we went ice fishing. Our fearless fisherman, Lincoln, drilled the holes and found the wax worms. G. Suzy picked up some stellar, short poles. We sat on the ice for a few hours and only caught a few fish. The plan was to fry the fish we caught for a little Sunday afternoon fish fry. Well, thank golly our fearless fisherman and his trusty side kick caught fish the weekend before. We did enjoy eating their fish and, of course, good old family fun, but ice fisherman we are NOT!
Where the sun rises from the east, smiles are plentiful, and we share laughter and love.
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You tell a mighty correct story! It was sure fun watching all those kids play outside on ice and around for some good outside time. Thanks for letting us enjoy. Love, MOM
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