fishing... no thanks

Last weekend we went on a Lada family trip to Branson, MO.  Joey's parents celebrated their 35th anniversary while we were there.  All 4 of his siblings and their families were there.  Aunt Patty and her fam, Barbie, and Sister Rose all came from Ohio as well.  It was a fun trip.  We spent a lot of time by the pool and on the lake.  We snuck away one day to take the girls out for a round of Putt Putt.  It was really hot so we only survived 16 holes before calling it quits.   They all seemed to enjoy it.  Presley liked running down to your ball, picked it up, and brought it back to you, saying "here-you-go" (it's all one word in her language). 

 One night we decided to go fishing.  Presley fell asleep on the car ride there so it was just the big girls, Joey and I.  Avery caught the first fish... an itty bitty little guy.  She didn't like it at all and i can't blame her.  Next, I caught one... it was pretty big for a fish caught on a barbie pole.  Then Joey and Molly did a little teamwork to catch the last one.  The girls and I decided that fishing is disgusting... who wants to catch a slimy, wiggly fish in the mouth with a hook?  NO THANKS!  Poor Joey with his 3 girls!