So Colt is still talking about his first fishing trip. His Dad, Uncle Tom, Pa and Great Grandpa took him to the family farm in Iowa over the weekend.
Last night in the bathtub he pretended to "fish" with his leg.
He would catch the fish between his toes and ask me to remove them.
He instructed me on how to remove the hook between his toes...and then toss them back in the water.
He giggled every time his "catch" splashed back in.
Ahhhh...good memories.
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