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.