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The triplets and their dad were supposed to come Friday evening, but threatening weather delayed their departure until early Saturday morning. They were here about 30 hours altogether, and all I could say – silently and aloud – was how does their mother manage?

Their dad (my husband's son) is amazing with them, very calm and level and no-nonsense. I hope their mom had a nice weekend with just one child (their year-old daughter). Having just one to look after doesn't happen for her very often.

My intent after they left was to take my fifth five-mile walk of the week, but that definitely didn't happen. I was down for the count for most of the remainder of the day. It wasn't just a physical tiredness, either, it was mental, emotional. Keeping a constant vigil on three active boys wears you out! Also, with three three-year-old guests, you're moving around a lot and you don't even think about it.

Each of them caught a fish, with one of us helping, so those goals were met. I'm sure I fished when I was a child, but I don't remember doing so. My partner and I pulled in a three-pound-ish catfish, much to my surprise.

Guess I can cross that off my bucket list.


denise said…
I used to love to fish when I was a kid - as long as someone else put the worm on the hook - or I used something other than worms.

Reading your recent accounts of fishing brings back lots of good memories...thanks!

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