The one that got away...

A few weekends ago, we went to one of UF's Family Fishing Days. Rosemary likes to pretend she's fishing so we thought it would be fun to do. Secretly, I wanted to go because I've never caught a fish. After fishing an hour and a half on a stocked pond, the same is still true. I did get a bite, but the fish managed to break my line (and take the hook and bobber with it) before I could get it in. One of the guys on the pond with us called it a "monster."
Jonathan was teaching Rosemary about her fishing pole.

It was a beautiful day out. A little warm, but still nice.

Rosemary would lose interest in fishing and run around where we were standing. I think she still enjoyed it. Afterwards, they had a free lunch and doorprizes.

Our little setup. Baby Ben slept most of the time in the shade of his stroller.

Rosemary took this picture. I think it might be the first one she's ever taken. Not too bad. It's kind of artsy.