gunny146
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I posted this on another forum and thought I'd share it with ya'll
Ya'll with little girls should appreciate this.
My oldest daughter (7) is sick with strep and was out of school yesterday, so Daddy took the day off to stay home with her. I looked at her about lunch time and asked what she wanted for lunch. She immediately said she wanted Chick-Fil-A. We loaded up and headed out. I asked her if she minded if we took a detour to a tackle shop so daddy could get a new spinner bait for his tournament this weekend. She beamed and asked if she could help pick it out. Daddy of course said yes. The whole way to the store she asked questions about the bait, what's it for, how I would use it, etc.
When we arrived at the store she piled out of the truck and hit the door. I pointed her in the direction of the baits and she started looking. Naturally she started looking at the ones she thought were "pretty". I told her to look out the door at the water. I told here it would need to a bait that the fish could see in that really muddy water. She turned around and went back to the hunt. After a few minutes she pats me on the shoulder and says "this is the one daddy, this one will catch a fish for you." She hands me a big ol ugly Ole Nellie, 3/4 oz black/red with black nickel willow leaves. I aksed her if that's the one, and she said "yup, this one is my favorite and will help you win." I got her to take it to the counter and gave her the money to pay.
We head for chow and on the way she asks to hold the bait. I peek in the rearview and see her marveling at the bait and she looks like she is talking to it. I ask her what she is doing and she announces she is telling the bait to help daddy catch some fish. She then gives me some more fishing advice. She tells me I should pray and ask God to help me catch some fish. She goes on to say, "God made the fish, so maybe he can tell them to eat this bait." I just smiled and thanked her for her help.
I'm generally grumpy and ill most of the time, but I have gignatic soft spot for my little girls. I can't put into words how I felt having this conversation with my little girly girl. I can't wait for the weather to warm and take both of my girls fishing. Hopefully this bore ya'll to tears, just thought I'd share.
Gunny
Ya'll with little girls should appreciate this.
My oldest daughter (7) is sick with strep and was out of school yesterday, so Daddy took the day off to stay home with her. I looked at her about lunch time and asked what she wanted for lunch. She immediately said she wanted Chick-Fil-A. We loaded up and headed out. I asked her if she minded if we took a detour to a tackle shop so daddy could get a new spinner bait for his tournament this weekend. She beamed and asked if she could help pick it out. Daddy of course said yes. The whole way to the store she asked questions about the bait, what's it for, how I would use it, etc.
When we arrived at the store she piled out of the truck and hit the door. I pointed her in the direction of the baits and she started looking. Naturally she started looking at the ones she thought were "pretty". I told her to look out the door at the water. I told here it would need to a bait that the fish could see in that really muddy water. She turned around and went back to the hunt. After a few minutes she pats me on the shoulder and says "this is the one daddy, this one will catch a fish for you." She hands me a big ol ugly Ole Nellie, 3/4 oz black/red with black nickel willow leaves. I aksed her if that's the one, and she said "yup, this one is my favorite and will help you win." I got her to take it to the counter and gave her the money to pay.
We head for chow and on the way she asks to hold the bait. I peek in the rearview and see her marveling at the bait and she looks like she is talking to it. I ask her what she is doing and she announces she is telling the bait to help daddy catch some fish. She then gives me some more fishing advice. She tells me I should pray and ask God to help me catch some fish. She goes on to say, "God made the fish, so maybe he can tell them to eat this bait." I just smiled and thanked her for her help.
I'm generally grumpy and ill most of the time, but I have gignatic soft spot for my little girls. I can't put into words how I felt having this conversation with my little girly girl. I can't wait for the weather to warm and take both of my girls fishing. Hopefully this bore ya'll to tears, just thought I'd share.
Gunny