Fishing

We took the kids fishing for FHE and it was a beautiful night, the weather was perfect, and the bugs weren't bad. But it was just one of those night where nothing goes right. The kids were complaining and Quincy was yelling (which drives Dean nuts) on the way up the hill and when we got to the pond our fishing line kept breaking with every bite. Dean and I were both getting ornery and then Josie flung her hook around and snagged Trig's cheek. She was so worried about him and felt so bad, he was terrified and screaming; Dean pulled it out with minimal damage and we decided to call it a night. But seriously I live in a gorgeous place.