A "Fisherman's Tale"!

Every fisherman has tales to tell...about the one that got away...about the one with the most fight in him...one about the mystery fish who keeps stealing his worm, but is too smart to be caught. Well....my 8 year old son has a tale of his own to tell. It started fishing from his favorite spot on the little wooden bridge just down the road....

He came home with my husband, opened the door and told me "Hey, Mum! I caught my own dinner!"

We were so excited over his blue gill that he caught! This trip, he has learned to bait his own hook, and to take the fish off after he catches it . We're so proud of his perseverance and patience!

So, his grandfather, Buppy, showed him how to scale it and filet it and to make sure he didn't get any bones.

I pan fried the 2 filets that we got so they were brown and crunchy...(and gluten free, of course!)
And, one happy, proud boy got to eat the dinner that he caught himself , not 45 minutes after he caught it! He was gracious enough to share with everyone so we could all taste his specialty....
And, he had to share a piece of fish and a hug with the cook! I'm so proud of him! This is something we won't forget for quite awhile!

And that is our "fishman's tale"....he is learning hard work, patience, perseverance...and to provide for his family....I know he would rather be out fishing than anything else! Thanks, God, for teaching him to fish...for life!