All set at Maison Kerrazy for 1st invitational Tourney.
Posted: Mon Apr 14, 2014 8:40 pm
I have 2 young kids, a boy 7 and a girl 5. Get along great, yet very different. My son is the shy one but an exceptionally talented musician at his young age able to play violin, guitar and piano by ear. My daughter is the brave one, of course I think it goes with the territory of being the youngest, and vying for pecking order. While my son is not keen on touching the fish, he will of course put on a brave face and do it(some days), yet my daughter scoffs at his fear and pleads to touch them.
Of course being so young, time on the water is not what they really like, it is the great snacks dad brings along with him. I learned really quick last year if I wanted to even put in any time I would have to keep them calm with great treats, something they do not get at home. Worked like magic, I also learned to only take one at a time, as the old adage rings true 3 is a crowd.
So imagine my excitement last week, as I have been glued to WFN's free preview any chance I get and the kids say dad when can we go fishing. Oh my god, I love you, you little blessings from god, you, unlike your mother, can actually speak my language.
It was the proudest moment in my life when I came home Saturday night from work, and my little girl was waiting patiently to ask if I would take her fishing. I can only see that moment being eclipsed by her marrying a nice young man with a fancy new bass boat.
So, amazingly, being exhausted I was able to snap to an incredible new level of energy I have not seen since the fall and gathered gear and we were off for a little fish, knowing it was still too early for the river near us, I was still elated she wanted to go.
And the excitement continued this morning when my son said "dad can we go fishing after school today?" "Well of course we can son, but first we should see if there is anything exciting at the tackle shop, just don't tell mom. "
So tonight we went shopping for some special pieces for each of their tackle boxes, and to see my son and daughter poor over the choices with a budget in mind and finally landing on something that they thought would get them a catch of the life time was really cool. They were very methodical in their choices not just looking for the shiny ones. Um er like dad does.
We did not get a chance to fish as a storm was working up, so we want home and sorted out our gear and over joyed with their enthusiasm, I even doled out some of my favourites to help fill their boxes just a little more.
While having dinner they were excitedly telling mom of our purchases (exnay on the purchasenay, they are young so I will have to take all the wrath on the purchases). Anyhow, in hopes to build on the excitement I proposed we have our own fishing tournament, so it was agreed. Categories are 1st fish = new lure of choice, biggest fish = new rod and reel and most fish over the season = brand new tackle box (a big one like yours Dad!).
So here's hoping to keeping the momentum going and spending some quality time with real great kids.
If anyone wishes to sponsor the event, do not hesitate.
Cheers and only 31 sleeps til opener.
Kerrazy
Of course being so young, time on the water is not what they really like, it is the great snacks dad brings along with him. I learned really quick last year if I wanted to even put in any time I would have to keep them calm with great treats, something they do not get at home. Worked like magic, I also learned to only take one at a time, as the old adage rings true 3 is a crowd.
So imagine my excitement last week, as I have been glued to WFN's free preview any chance I get and the kids say dad when can we go fishing. Oh my god, I love you, you little blessings from god, you, unlike your mother, can actually speak my language.
It was the proudest moment in my life when I came home Saturday night from work, and my little girl was waiting patiently to ask if I would take her fishing. I can only see that moment being eclipsed by her marrying a nice young man with a fancy new bass boat.
So, amazingly, being exhausted I was able to snap to an incredible new level of energy I have not seen since the fall and gathered gear and we were off for a little fish, knowing it was still too early for the river near us, I was still elated she wanted to go.
And the excitement continued this morning when my son said "dad can we go fishing after school today?" "Well of course we can son, but first we should see if there is anything exciting at the tackle shop, just don't tell mom. "
So tonight we went shopping for some special pieces for each of their tackle boxes, and to see my son and daughter poor over the choices with a budget in mind and finally landing on something that they thought would get them a catch of the life time was really cool. They were very methodical in their choices not just looking for the shiny ones. Um er like dad does.
We did not get a chance to fish as a storm was working up, so we want home and sorted out our gear and over joyed with their enthusiasm, I even doled out some of my favourites to help fill their boxes just a little more.
While having dinner they were excitedly telling mom of our purchases (exnay on the purchasenay, they are young so I will have to take all the wrath on the purchases). Anyhow, in hopes to build on the excitement I proposed we have our own fishing tournament, so it was agreed. Categories are 1st fish = new lure of choice, biggest fish = new rod and reel and most fish over the season = brand new tackle box (a big one like yours Dad!).
So here's hoping to keeping the momentum going and spending some quality time with real great kids.
If anyone wishes to sponsor the event, do not hesitate.
Cheers and only 31 sleeps til opener.
Kerrazy