As you can probably guess from the title of the post, I went fishing this week and didn't catch anything. As I was walking back to the car, I thought of all the excuses why I didn't catch any fish and what I was going to post here about the trip. Then, about halfway back (and after I fell in the mud), I thought who cares, I just went fishing for the first time in a couple of months and had a good time. In my book that is the only score that counts when fishing...especially when I don't catch anything.
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I'm so glad you're Ellie's Dad!
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