This weekend, we celebrated a very special thing: my Dadda. He had to guide in a fishing tournament, a fundraiser for Camp Confidence so Ma & I followed him up to Brainerd for the weekend since he's been out of town a lot lately. I love the cabin so much that I slept 11 hours each night and DIDNT take naps because it's so much fun there.News alert! I caught my first fish! Yep, a little bass underneath the dock. I already know how to reel in a fish.
Grandpa takes his shovel and shovels up big huge of piles of rocks for me on the lakeshore. I throw them all the way back in the lake. Nope, it doesn't get old. We went on a few boat rides - one in Gpas Cobalt (I drove fast) and then in Daddy's new boat, a new Lund fishing boat with a huge 150 motor.
Me and Dad sitting in the cabin porch on Father's Day 2010. I love that dude. Thanks Dad for being such a good Dadda and a great husb to my Mama.
Thanks Dad for teaching me how to fish. I think I said the word "boat" about 800 times this weekend. I can tell we're going to be very good buddies when I grow up...even more than we are now. I love the cabin so much (except for Gpas loud tractor) - do you think we can move there? Peeeez?
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