Henry had his first fishing experience this weekend at the lake. He didn’t catch many fish, he left that job up to his brother. Don’t worry Cameron has a whopper of a fish story to share tomorrow. No, Henry’s fish story goes a little something like this:
a) Help, I have fallen and I can’t get up with this contraption on.
b) Seriously what is this contraption and why is everyone laughing at me? What do you mean I can’t take my airplane with me?
c) Finally getting to where the action is and that big bathtub that Mama kept saying “No, No!”
e) Someone get Mama a margarita so she stops hyperventilating up there on the swing.
Good Job Mr. Miller!