There's a first time for everything...

and this time, it was Cash's first fish! I have been fighting off the urge to drag this kid to the river for about a year now. So glad we waited until he was a little more ready. Cash reeled in this little guy last Saturday afternoon at Lake Murray in SC. He screamed that he wanted to catch "this many more" while holding up all ten fingers. Pride. Elation. Awe. I fantasize about being the crusty dad with the "old guy hat" rowing in the middle of the boat with two sons fishing in the bow and stern. Weird fantasy... I know.

Way to go buddy!

P.S. He named this fish 'Nemo', patted it on the head and then we let it go. (Thanks to Disney all of them were named Nemo or Dory)