Three pics of Eli...
he's 5 and just started kindergarten (where does time go?).
In August, Emma stayed with us a few days, then their mom (Julee) and Eli came up for a day so Eli could go fishing. We all went out in the pontoon and tried in several spots. He has gone to my brother's cabin for a couple of weekends and caught lots of fish. So he finally was so disgusted with fishing here that he crossed his arms and said "I quit fishing, usually when I go fishing, I catch fish".
It was getting late, and I took this picture of him as we were coming back, with the almost-setting sun hitting him.
When we got back, he and Grandpa decided to try fishing off the end of the dock.
I love this picture.
Success, at last! He didn't want to hold the fish at first, but Grandpa told him he didn't have to touch it.
You know, one of the best things DH and I got out of marrying later in life, was each other's kids and grandkids.