Fishing with Grampa and Dad!

Last week was a busy but fun week! My friends Holden, Ezra and Tori were here, and we got to play in my ball house (now that it is finally unpacked), and did lots of other fun stuff. Unfortunately I got a cough and earache at the end of the week...

Here we are throwing balls at my Momma... she humored us and yelped "Eeek! Oh no! Ack!" despite the fact that the net was preventing the balls from actually hitting her.

The duckies are back! Now that all the boxes are unpacked (5 boxes of books are still waiting for the book shelf to be set up), the duckies from Germany and the duckies from Pullman have been united. It's a herd! Or would it be a flock?

On Friday after my Dad's work we drove up North to Sequim. I felt pretty rotten, with a fever, earache, and cough. Here I am sitting with Marty, my Auntie's doggy. The camera didn't quite catch it, but we had the same puppy-dog-look on our face. And yes, I really was that pale. Momma and Dad didn't get much sleep that night... but I felt much better the next day.

On Saturday I got to go fishing! I was really excited to catch at least one "big BIG whale" just like the kitty in my book. My Grampa and Dad put on waders and stood IN the water. My Grampa caught a few really big fish, but we had to let them go.

Here Grampa is wrestling another fish. It was a big chum, so we had to let it go.

My Grampa gave me my very own fishing pole. He attached a line and a lure to it (no hook though). I had fun waving it vigorously before "casting" it into the water (the line was about 5 feet long total). It almost cost my Momma an eye a few times, but BOY was it fun. At least for a little while.


I got a little bored when my Grampa kept catching all the fish - here my Dad is unhooking yet another "chum" Salmon. Still no whales,though, unfortunately.


I just couldn't quite figure out why Grampa was catching all my fish. To motivate the fish to bite MY lure, I started throwing rocks into the water while holding my fishing pole, and loudly yelled "Here fishy fishies! Look I have some food and rocks for you! Here fishies!" It didn't quite work, but it still was very fun to throw those rocks into the water. My Momma even let me wade in the shallow water for a little bit.

On Sunday Morning my Grampa and Dad went fishing again, but my Momma and I decided to stay at Aunty Linda's house. We picked the bad apples off of one of her apple trees to feed the neighbor's cows!

The cows sure were friendly! The big cows hogged all the apples the first time we went there. The second time we were a bit more sneaky, and the calves came running while the big cows ignored us. I have to admit, while throwing the cows apples to eat was fun, I was more fascinated by the cow that decided to go potty right there in front of us...