A Fishin' they will go

The day before the 5k race, my dad took Caleb fishing for the second time ever. But this time Caleb caught 3 fish but one got away.

That night my mom fried up the rainbow trout. Yummy! It reminded me of when I was a kid and I'd go fishing with my dad. Fortunately for Caleb my dad now fishes in lakes instead of tiny streams and he uses marshmellows instead of wiggly worms for bait.