There are times when I feel very close to Max, and times when I feel like work, and life get in the way. Lately, things at work have been completely nuts. Working 12 hour days, late night maintenances, calls in the middle of the night. It has not been fun. So between working so many hours, and being run down and tired, I probably haven’t been as fun, or nice as I usually am. I’ve been feeling very guilty about this.
With Max now on summer vacation, we are dependent on my mother-in-law to look after him during the day when Rachel and I are at work. She was up in Pennsylvania for a birthday party over the weekend, and wasn’t home on Monday. So I took the day off to look after Max. And boy was it a great day.
The day started off by Max crawling into bed with me and giving me a hug. I guess he was happy to see me. We chatted for a bit, and then I asked him what he wanted to do. He said he wanted to go fishing. We tried fishing a few times two summers ago, and at the time he was only 4, so he wasn’t exactly patient. He’s still not the most patient person, but he’s much better now than he was back then. I’m not much of an outdoorsman either. I never went fishing before, so most of what I knew I learned by watching fishing shows on TV and YouTube videos. So I wasn’t very confident we would catch anything. But I had nothing better planned, so I said sure we can go fishing.
So after breakfast, I got the fishing poles out of the garage, tied some new hooks onto the fishing line, and we headed down to a nearby lake to try fishing. I bought some night crawlers, bated the hooks, and for the first hour, absolutely nothing. No nibbles at the bate or anything. Then suddenly, I felt something tug at my line. I pulled, and sure enough, I had a fish. Not the mightiest of fish, but it was something. I told Max to grab our net, and I reeled the fish in. About a 4 inch sunfish. Max was way excited.
We got the hook out of the fish’s mouth, I filled our bucket with lake water and we dumped the fish inside. Max couldn’t stop looking at the fish. He was thrilled. I told him he should try to get a fish of his own. After a few minutes, he picked his pole up and dropped the line into the water. He was still a bit impatient, reeling the line in quickly and casting it back out over and over. Then a girl who was working at the marina walked over and started talking to Max. She was probably 16 or 17. She was asking him questions about fishing, and how old he was, and whether he was going to eat the fish we caught etc. It kept his mind occupied for a bit, so he kept his line in the water. Then I heard him yell “Daddy!” I looked over and his fishing pole was bent at the tip. He had a fish! I asked if he wanted help, and he said “No, I can do it”. I saw him cranking away and reeling the fish in. Before I knew it, he was lifting his pole and dropping the fish into bucket. Not only did he catch the fish all by himself, the fish he caught was way bigger than the one I caught hehe.
He had caught about a 6 inch sunfish. He was so proud and the girl at the marina congratulated him and said he did a great job. I snapped a photo of him holding his catch, and we sent the photo to Mommy. She was equally as thrilled.
When we got home, we cleaned up, ate some lunch and watched the World Cup. Max was still beaming and so proud. I was pretty proud too. It was one of those magical moments, that was so special. Maybe if I was an experienced fisherman myself, it wouldn’t have been a big deal, but the fact that he it was sort of a new experience for the both of us, and we both got to share the moment together was awesome. It’s a memory I won’t forget anytime soon. I hope this is the first of many special moments Max and I have over the summer.