Zer

Zer, Melzer, Mela, Mel. 

My little girl.  She went and turned 7 today.  For the last couple of weeks I tried to talk her out of it.  Tried to convince her to stay 6 for another year.  Even tried to convince her of all sorts of things she couldn't do once she turned 7, like go the park and play with dolls.  No dice, she saw right though it.

Mel really is the sweetest little girl one ever could hope for.  I honestly don't know what I did to deserve such a sweetheart.  Always wanting to help, even this weekend when I was replacing our water heater she was right there, in the way mostly, but just wanting to help.

Couple of weeks ago I told her I wasn't going to walk her down the aisle when she gets married.  I was only half joking.  I don't know how I could possibly keep it together.  I tear up just thinking about it. 

No matter how bad the day, Mel has always been there with a smile.  Always been there with a hug and a kiss.  Real sweetheart she is.

With a friends dog.

With Oz, he loves her too, even if it doesn't look like it here.

Happy Birthday Mel.  Try not to grow up to fast.

Gone Fishing

Have not been able to get back to being truly active yet, but I did get the kids out fishing again.  It was fun while we were out, but I paid for it, being extremely sore that night and the following day.  In the end it was well worth it.

Way too independent to let me help.

 First fish of the day.

Big fish of the day.  Patrick caught it by himself.

Another nice brown.

I think we ended up catching 15-16 fish, including a couple of rainbows and a little brook trout.  Very fun day, kids almost as worn down as me.