Gone Fishin'

For memorial day we headed down south and did a little shopping at the outlets and then headed up into the mountains for a picnic and some fishing. Lamont has been wanting to take Carter and McKay fishing for a while. They have only been once and did not catch any fish. This time however, we were in luck and Carter, with Lamont's help, reeled in a 12 inch Rainbow Trout. We had already been out there about an hour and the novelty of fishing was beginning to wear off, so the catch came at just the right time. I was helping Tanner get some lunch in the car when Carter came running up very excited to tell me about their catch. The boys liked watching the fish swim around in the bucket that we brought. However, when it was time to go it was also time to gut the fish. Lamont took it down by the water. This ended up being a fairly traumtic experience for the boys. They both exclaimed in disgust that they could see blood. Carter continued to say, "I don't really want to see his digestive system." McKay on the other hand thought about it and said, "I miss him already!" At this point I thought they would not want anymore to do with the fish, but proudly took it to show the neighbor when we got home.

That night when reading in the New Testament picture book, animal sacrifices were described. McKay suddenly exclaimed, "Hey, that's what we did today. We killed an animal!" At least we know that he was listening to the scripture reader.

The next day we cooked up the trout with some garlic, lemon, and butter and had it for dinner. The boys were not sure at first, and McKay wondered where his head went, but both decided that they liked it and wanted second helpings. I think they will now know what do expect on the next fishing trip.