We gave Max the choice of what we should do for an activity on Sunday after we finished cleaning up from the party and he said we should have "family time". How stinking cute is that? So after running through various options, keeping in mind we had to stick close to home so the kids wouldn't fall asleep in the car, we decided on some fishing from the shore of the river closest to our house. Max and Dusty were fast at work getting those fishing poles all setup.

Rory was fast at work checking out the water. Throwing sticks, making up songs, and of course, trying to get into the water as far as she could without getting caught.

She got caught.

Nobody ended up catching any fish. Even I gave it some effort and ended up scaring away a bunch of bass when I snagged a large branch they were all hiding under. Whoops! At least we can say we gave it some effort.

And when we got home we still had plenty to eat without the fish. I mean, we'll be eating pulled pork, buns, and potato salad for days to come!