Parker caught his first fish! (with a little help from Uncle Kolby) He loves his fishing pole and is quite the caster. He can cast that thing better than most people and has caught many an object including Moma and Doodad's ceiling fan...while it was spinning. He was so excited to go out in Papaw's boat and it was like he knew exactly what to do when we pulled up to the "fishing spot." I'm pretty sure he would have stayed out there all day and night. Looks like he inherited the Byrd fishing gene! So thankful for precious memories!
3 comments:
has to be the cutest fisherman out there! I love it!
Thank you my, my dear friend, for updating your blog. You know that my life revolves around it! :-)
I am thinking that Parker was thinking, "Why are these people so excited about this fish? I catch an orange fish EVERY time I cast!"
I LOVE the expressions on his face! He is such an old soul in a little body!
Love you!!
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