Saturday, February 16, 2013

Fishy

Our other Robbie (Uncle Robby's roommate) went fishing and had some success. He came home with a few rainbow trouts that needed to be gutted and cooked up. The little girls and boys for that matter were more than happy to be an audience for the show.
 Bailey had her ears plugged the entire time the fish were being gutted. Not because it was loud, but because it was scary and whenever she is in a scary situation her hands must be covering her ears. 
 I told Sam I would give him 10 bucks if he switched places with Robbie and gutted one of the fish. His response was like a broken record...stinky, dirty, fishy, sticky, messy, slimy...absolutely not. I still find it a little weird that he wants to be a doctor and possibly a surgeon, but somehow this is very different.
Someone outdoorsy probably needs to come take his cabelas shirt away. 

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