Since the weather has been UNSEASONABLY warm (up in the 70's! In January!) we went to Meme and Grandy's lakehouse yesterday for a fish fry. Coleman and Carolyn wanted to fish, but the bait shop was out of worms, so Carolyn decided to dig for some. In the driveway!
Luckily, Grandy's next door neighbor has a worm bed and he saved the day.
Abigail wanted NO PART of worms. Adamantly.
Christian and Uncle Darrel played Tailgate Golf. Christian is pretty good!
Carolyn and Coleman didn't catch anything.
But seriously? It took longer to dig the worms than they fished!
But Aunt Amy got lucky!
Luckily, Grandy had some crappie and catfish fillets in the freezer so we didn't go hungry!
Solving the world's problems while the fish fry.
What a spread! Fried fish, french fries and hushpuppies!
Sweet Isabella couldn't eat the fish, but thought that this cardboard was mighty tasty.
This picture hurts my eyes, but warms my heart.
(How many clashing patterns can YOU count?)
It was a nice way to end our visit. It was a long ride home today to Atlanta but the kids were fantastic and we made it home safely. One more day of vacation and then back to the grindstone!