I was a hero today.  Two old guys in chairs looked at me funny when my little girl screamed out time and time again… Praise the Lord!  We caught one!  I just gave the old men a grin.

Emma and I have talked about catching a fish in the ocean since last summer.  Nana even brought her a net for this time at the beach.  When I say fish I mean a little minnow.  So after a lot of hard work on my end and a huge bunch of luck, I caught a small crab in a shell and a little minnow. 

It was worth all the joy on her face.  After the Praise the Lord outbreak she went on to say that catching a fish is all she ever wanted.  I hate to tell her differently but for now it’s nice to be the hero.