Fishing. . . another test of patience. . .

Yup, we went fishing AGAIN.  I am learning to LOVE it!!!  I've always loved fishing really, I remember goin with my dad when I was a little girl and he always got my pole ready for me and I just loved it.  Now I'm a big girl and I learned how to tie a cool knot on the hook so it doesn't fall off, and as gross as it sounds, I really enjoy putting the worm on the hook hehehehe!!!  

This trip was up at Cuttler Reservoir.  We went with one of John's buddy's, Tyler.  He has a small fishing boat that we got to use.  It was a good time.  We didn't have a ton of success as far as size goes, but John did manage to beat us both and catch at least 10 little mud cats (they were really making us mad by the end of the day, they should be called worm stillers) He also caught 3 or 4 real cat fish, one that we kept.  

If I've learned anything about fishing it has been that it is such a test of your patience!  You've gotta really want that fish and really want to wait for it.  Every time I cast I say a very childish prayer in my heart "Please Heavenly Father, I really want to catch a fish so that my Hubby will think I am the coolest little fisher woman EVER!!!" and. . . I don't usually catch many, but when I do, John gets sooooo excited for me!!!  I've also gotten to see how patient John is.  Just when I think he's gonna get annoyed or upset about me losing my line or getting stuck on his. . . he just fixes it and goes on with life. He is an amazing husband and I can't wait for the many, many, MANY fishing trips that we will have together!!!!  

YAY FOR FISHING!!! Families that FISH together, stay together : )