Mom, I Got One!
At three years old my son, Cody, could nearly out cast me, but was yet to bring in a fish of his own. The serenity of the evening was suddenly disturbed by Cody hollering, "Mom, I got one!" Seeing the bend of his pole and hearing his reel whine, I knew this was no false alarm. I said, "Reel, Cody, reel!" and did he ever. He looked like a seasoned fisherman aside from his asking me to take the pole from him. I said, "No, this is your fish." Then, with a jerk, his pole flew out of his grasp and went quickly under the water. He hadn't caught his first fish, but he had his first, "the big one got away story".






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