My two big boys. Showing a bit of brotherly love. Sharing Easter eggs and fishing techniques, while wading through the muddy sand banks of the river.
They made hand-held nets out of Y shaped sticks and woven rope. They tried to make spears. And fish traps. No success.
We found a little lagoon.
I rolled my jeans up to my knees and showed them how to herd the schools of little fish into the mouth of the lagoon. I tried to direct them as we all chased the fish around in circles. We ran like crazy sheep dogs, stomping through knee deep water. No no, run to your OTHER LEFT! We laughed and laughed. Those silly fish! We were terrible fishermen.
Thank goodness we had those Easter eggs.