THIS POST HAS BEEN INFECTED WITH COPIOUS AMOUNTS OF SELF-INDULGENCE AND BRAGGING ON FAMILY
There are few things in life that can match the look of unbridled joy in a child’s eyes; getting a gift he really wants for Christmas, riding a bicycle for the first time or catching a fish all by himself. Such was yesterday for me. I’m grateful God allowed me the chance to share such a happy time with my beloved grandson. When I went to pick him up early yesterday morning he was sitting on the porch, grinning from ear to ear. My BFF, Randy, had the boat hitched up and ready when we got to his house.it was the first time RJ had ever been in a boat, so I told him to do everything Randy told him to do.
Oftentimes a twelve year old can get restless, fidgety, start whining when the fishing is slow. RJ was a trooper, peppering us with non-stop chatter. Randy hooked the first catfish and asked RJ if he’d like to reel it in…..runaway choice for silly question of the day. After that we both let him bring the fish in while we manned the landing net. Truth be told, he DID hook, play out and reel one in all by himself.
The hours flew by and soon it was time to head back so I could get him home in time for him to make football practice. We stopped at the porta-pot before we left the boat landing and while he was doing his business Randy looked at me and grinned: ‘I think he’s hooked.’
Randy mentioned we go out in the spring for pre-spawn crappies and he’s already making plans to invite himself along during his spring break next year. As soon as I got him to his house he proceeded to brag to his big sis that he caught five catfish and Grandpa Rick only caught one.
We’re going to watch his first game Saturday and I’m pretty sure his mom is getting tired of hearing about his prowess with a rod and reel. Yesterday was a memory he’ll be able to tell his children. I get to take that thought with me to my grave. Not too shabby.
I went out Wednesday and bought a digital camera.It was a good investment.