I promise I’ll pack my own lunch, and, I won’t bother you to untangle my line when I get it tangled — in yours.

I’ll even show you where the big fish are — because I just saw one — did you see it? Please can I come fishing with you? I’ll get up really early, and have Mom put on lots of sunscreen so that I’ll be ready to go when you are.

Please, can I come with you?























Awww!
So cute! I’m starting to understand how my baby sister felt when we were little
Oh, Susie, this breaks my heart. I know just the feeling.
I think it’s great the big boys are so independent and don’t require somebody to ‘take them’ fishing!