A couple of weeks ago we all went fishing.




OK, so Derek and Samantha went fishing and Madeline & I sunned ourselves on a blanket.
OK, really Derek fished, Samantha occasionally feigned momentary interest, Madeline ate, Dakota jumped in and out of the water & I fretted over Samantha falling in, sticking herself with a hook, falling in, jumping in the mud, or falling in.
It was fun.