After C’s birthday party on November 1, 2009, Z and hubby went fishing with K and J. They went to Georgetown where K’s family has a bunch of land. They said it was just beautiful out there. Z took a bunch of pictures of cows while they drove to the fishing hole. Z caught 3 large mouth bass fishes. K and J were not pleased as they weren’t as lucky as Z and his Dad. They decided to bring them home so we could eat them. Once home, Z did not realize exactly the process involved to take a live fish and prepare it to be eaten. So after we explained it to him, he flipped out. He cried and cried. But in the end, the fish were cleaned and hubby and I ate them the next night. Z was fine with it after it was all over with. He even wanted to look at the fish filets.
They will go back fishing and may not be bringing any home. But if they do, he is now prepared what happens to the little fish 
Proud little boy!
What a smile!
November 10, 2009 at 12:22 pm
Actually, a little correction. Daddy hooked the fish and Z helped me bring them in.
Also, I think I cleaned the fish, not fists.