Chad came home from work the other day with this:
There are two fish in that bag! I said . . Chad, what are you going to do with those? He said . . I’m going to dump them in a bowl. And so he did!
And then I said . . NO! What are you going to do with them long term? He said . . Oh! Jessi and I have an aquarium. In the dorm! Whose room? Mine. You do still have separate rooms, right? Yes!
The next day he went fishing after work and came home with this.
He was cleaning and talking and talking and it was getting dark and he still had to drive back to school. I asked Vince to help clean the fish and Vince said . . I don’t clean fish! Oh, yes, I remember that! One year we rented a cabin in Indiana, they had a fishing guide and fished all day long. I stayed at the cabin and sewed. They arrived back about dark and had at least one ice chest full of fish. Vince looked at me and said I don’t know how to clean fish! Chad was probably 10 years old and I wasn’t about to turn him loose with a sharp knife. We had no electric knife and did I say we had an ice chest full of fish? I finished cleaning the fish at 2 a.m. and I dared them to bring home a fish the next day.
So, Vince isn’t cleaning fish, Chad needs to get on the road so . . what’s left to do?
Give me a knife and . . hey . . put that camera down!
Eewwww . . this is kinda getting gross but . . I can do it! And I did. We got them all cleaned and Chad got back to school . . with his two little fish for the aquarium.
Another fun filled weekend at our house!