Fishing Hole

This weekend, we're heading to my parent's lake house. I was talking to my sister over the weekend, and she mentioned that Zoey is totally into fishing and they were planning to set her up with the essentials to fish over the weekend.



Well, if Zoey's going to do it, I bet it won't take long for someone else to want to.



So I went on Sunday to Academy and we picked out a Spiderman "fissing hole."



Apparently according to him, "Zoey is gonna be SOOOOOO proud." I hope she at least feigns an interest - is all I can say.



We practiced casting in the pool, and by casting I mean: We put the pole over our shoulder and push the button. Then we release the button and watch the casting practice fish fall to the ground. Then we pick up the little plastic red fish and throw it into the pool. And we watch it go all the way to the bottom. We refuse to lock in our reel by even doing a half turn. But then we decide we're done watching the fish at the bottom of the pool and reel the whole thing in. Lather, Rinse, Repeat. This is going to be a horifyingly hard thing to watch this weekend.