A beautiful Sunday morning...

So we went fishing! I caught the first fish, which was a ray of some sort (no pictures of that one, as we didn't think to take pictures until after we sent it back). My daughter had the record for the day for the most caught, at 3.

This is the first one she caught (after just, 30 seconds before, claiming she wouldn't catch any fish)
And here's the second fish, which managed to jump off it's hook before I could take a picture of her with it, so I just took a picture of it on the ground.
And, finally, her third fish of the day.
My oldest son caught 1 fish, before the second fish he caught ripped his pole out of the holder in the railing, and took the pole with it to the briny deep.
My youngest had a good time running around the pier, and didn't complain or anything, he was very, very good. Later that afternoon I took the kids to Sport Chalet, and bought each of the boys a new pole. My youngest had a good time practicing his casting in the back yard (no hooks, only weights!)