It must’ve skipped two generations…
Somehow, The Boy has grown into a fisherman.
I don’t understand it, and I don’t know why, but this kid is totally into fishing — just like his great-grandfather and his great-uncle. He has read books on fishing… BOOKS! He has gotten up at 6AM this summer to head to the reservoir to fish. He has finally taken on The Summer of the Bike because it’s the only way he’s getting to the reservoir at 6AM, as I sure ain’t drivin’ him!
Last night, I took a break from writing to join The Boy in front of the TV. Guess what we watched?

Um…. I don’t think I really needed to know that there are fish called arapaima living in the Amazon. I also did not need to know that they can reach such amazing sizes (the one the Fish Warrior caught measured 307 cm and weighed 154 kg!)
I just know we’re having chicken for dinner…





