While at the beach, my brothers, my dad, and my uncle "S" fished daily off the pier, enjoying the fact that the rains and the sudden wind change sent the fish jumping onto their lines. However, while the grown men were busy catching big fish; Little "O" managed to catch a little teeny weeny fish (with the assistance from his cousins and sisters). He didnt get the concept that fish will die outside of the water so we made him throw his fish back into the water every little bit. He would then manage to sucker someone else to fish him out again for him to hold. Now I remember why we never bring home fish from and fish tanks at Walmart. Not to mention Baby "L" would probably try to eat it.
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