My dad invited me to go ice fishing with him this morning. It was a lot of fun to finally get out on the ice. Duck hunting is my thing, ice fishing is my dad's thing. He out fished me of course. I can swallow my pride and admit it though because I almost always out shoot him. I also need to point out that I had to help my dad ties his lures back on after he broke it. Good thing he brought me or he would have fought that knot all morning.
Don't be mad... but I added you to my blog list. I'm sorry my only option. I forget you have a blog if I don't see when it's updated. I really like that picture of your father sitting on his bucket, great photos!
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