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In other news, I happened to capture a perfect moment while G. was soaking up some rays this afternoon during Baby E.'s snooze. You can see my son is a true fisherman who takes after his Buba and his {late} Papa Brian, as the kid loves fishing.
Even in the backyard.
In a tiny blue pool.
With no fish.
But for a real fisherman, that's not a problem. You make your fishing experience.
"Whatcha doin', buddy?" I asked, so extremely glad that my camera was nearby and had a memory card in it.
"I'm trying to catch some dogfish for my dinner for me and George," he said.
{You know, George the monkey? As in the curious monkey on PBS. He's G.'s first (semi) imaginary friend. Because he's not really imaginary but he's not exactly real either
"Ah," I said. "Should've guessed that."
Oh, and you'll be happy to know we are not actually going to have dog{fish} for dinner.
