Fishing For Sharks
Baby Beans and I walked on the river rocks yesterday. It was slightly blustery and beautifully quiet. Three people fishing, a few walkers on the nature trail, and one "Mimi" trying to shhhhhhhoosh a talkative three-year-old squirming river rock jumper.
"You can't talk while people are fishing, Baby Beans. You'll scare the fish away. Shhhh!"
"I wanna fish too, Mimi!!"
"We don't have a fishing rod with us. Or worms (thank GOODNESS!) and anyway, it has been my experience that you might have a problem being q.u.i.e.t today." Before I could even turn around I hear.....
"Here's my fishing rod, Mimi."
"I'm gonna catch a shark. I see a shark in there."
"I think I see it too, Baby Beans. We'd better catch it."
I'm not about to argue with a shark fisher. Would you?
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"You can't talk while people are fishing, Baby Beans. You'll scare the fish away. Shhhh!"
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"Here's my fishing rod, Mimi."
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4 comments:
Aw bless him. x
Hi Mimi,
You are not going to believe this, but it's true.
I went shark hunting when I was 23 - a young reporter.
Caught seven.
The end.
Akelamalu- That boy is something else. His imagination knows no bounds.
Patti - wow! I never knew you were such a daredevil. What do you do with seven?!
I'm impressed. I'll tell Baby Beans. He only caught some muddy weeds, but he said it was a shark. I played along. Lol
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