One of the great benefits of grandpa and grandma's place is the great fishing in the pond right behind the lake. Grandpa would faithfully keep any scraps of chicken or meat and the kids would have so much fun feeding bits of chicken bones to the fish -- as they would rush up to the shore to get their fill.
Reeve also became a master fisherman -- catching 13 fish in one day -- and spending many days at the pond putting on bait, casting his line, and catching bunches of fish.
Time with family was great -- especially since it was the first time that we'd met baby Bryson - so that was a special treat since after our arrival Rania finally stopped calling herself "baby" and began saying "ME." I guess our family is growing up and the baby phase will be behind us before we know it. . . though from the diaper perspective it can't be soon enough!
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ahhhhhhhh, great pix. no wonder Reevesters was teaching his Uncle Mark how to fish.. he surely is a pro.
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