They rose early, packing their smashed jelly sandwiches, and the left-over peanut butter cookies they made the day before.
This was going to be a BIG day. Heading out in their fishing boat, finally relenting and letting their little brother tag-along, to catch the big fish. They were going out on the fishing boat all day long. “We’ll see you when it gets dark, Mom.”
Sunscreen was thrown into the boat for good measure; there would definitely be time to reapply.
They would have packed dinner, but they couldn’t find anything they liked in the cupboard; and macaroni and cheese doesn’t travel well. “It’ gets greasy Mom,” they concurred. So, they stuck with their smashed jelly sandwiches.
Finally, they left the dock at 9:15; they would have left sooner, but I insisted they fill their bellies with a big bowl of oatmeal with sprinkled brown sugar before they left. I stood on the dock, and waved them off.
I expected them back in 20 minutes. But I was wrong. They were back in 10; smashed jelly sandwiches and cookies already eaten.
Bahahahahahahahahahahaha!
So cute! I was wondering how long they were going to be gone. Funny thing is, I remember doing stuff like that when I was a kid, thinking I was going to be gone all day…only to be home after 15 mins and thinking I had been gone an eternity.
My son will fish with yours all day!! He LOVES to fish! He is off to camp on Sunday…..for the first time…
That is adorable! I guess they didn’t need the sunscreen after all.
That is too funny!
Just wait til one of them “runs away,” announcing his intentions in advance and tying a hobo sack to a stick before setting off on foot. (Only to return 15 minutes later, crying and desperately grateful for his family almost lost forever!)