We wanted to do something memorable with the kids while Doug's parents were visiting this weekend. It was 100 degrees outside, so we headed up the mountain to a family owned trout farm for some good old fishing. Well, I guess it isn't the first time fishing because we did some of that while camping up at Beaver this year, but never caught anything. There are several ponds to fish and a large picnic area for playing-which we didn't use because it was still too hot for the littles to sit in the sun long. We walked all around the ponds through the forested paths and watched the fish swimming throughout. It was exciting for the kids until we got out the worms. Both refused to touch them, even though they LOVE worms while we garden and weed the yard.
Patience is not something a four and two year old have much of, so catching a fish on the first cast was PERFECT. Reeling in the fish was so magical. Until it started thrashing and splashing out of the water. Gabby and Hyrum seriously screamed and ran in the complete opposite direction. Gabriella finally got up the courage to hold the line for a photo and rub the scales. That is until she saw "BLOOD IN THE FISH BUCKET!" I guess we didn't fully explain what we do with the fish. Hmmm....well, she knows now that their heads are gone! Hyrum had his turn catching one too, but was too scared to do anything once the fish was on the line. Maybe in a few years they won't be so chicken!
Some other fun things we've been doing the last few weeks:
Lewisville Park
Clark County Fair
