For Father's Day we went back to Forrest's favorite childhood lake, Lake Arrowbee. The day was hot but the lake was oh-so refreshing.
The kids wasted no time getting right into the water with all their toys.
Dad's first obligation was to bait the hooks; Jacob loves fishing and this is his highlight in coming here. He did catch one, and we saw another man there with a monster of a catch, probably about a foot long. You can guess Jacob borrowed one of his lures and went after the same (without any luck.) That was by far the largest fish I have seen come out of that lake.
I made shishkabobs for dinner, alongside fried rice and watermelon. I love packing up a picnic and eating outside; there is nothing better.
Kaitlyn chose to eat her dinner in the back of Dad's truck.
After dinner I swam the kids out to this floating dock in the middle of the lake, where we dared each other to dive into the swarms of bluegills. Ashlee swears that they "spine" you with their sharp fins so we kept shooing them away from each other. It was a grueling swim on the way back, with an oasis of seaweed just below the surface. I swam fast and tried to stay shallow; that stuff creeps me out. At one point the kids' raft tipped and they were all tangled up in it. I laughed.
While I was gone, Anthony kept rolling things down the hill towards the water then going after them. I think this was his way of trying to get in.
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