Caleb had a tough day today. He didn't quite make it all the way through dinner. Yesterday, he was in better form. That's him washing his hair in the bathroom sink with Sarah's conditioner and a nail brush.

Lake Coeur d'Alene and Fishing

This past weekend we went up to a Lake CDA resort for a little bit of relaxation time with Ryan before he left for the summer. We spent most of the time bumming around, but we did end up going for a little hike on some BLM land just above the lake. It consisted of about 3 miles of switchbacks with a half mile walk along the ridge between going up and coming down. It took us a while because Caleb and Adele both walked the majority of the way. This made our run-in with a guy in the parking lot even more funny. When we got to the bottom of the hill there was this guy, probably in his late 20's, getting ready to do the same hike we had just done. He had to have been wearing a few hundred dollars worth of hiking gear, from books to day pack and even including a set of trekking poles. If he was wearing a full pack, you would have thought he was heading out to tackle the Appalachian trail or something. The funny part was his bumper sticker.

I think Micheal Moore is more in touch with reality than that guy.

Yesterday I took Caleb and Adele fishing when we got back from CDA. Adele caught more trout than I did, but that's probably because I was trying to keep track of both of them and watch the poles at the same time. Adele formulated her first sentence which was either "me got fish" or "me caught fish". She does nothing but repeat "bish, bish, bish" whenever she's got one on the line. She also filled her limit of trout, which neither me nor Caleb did.

Today we went fishing again. Adele was even more excited about fishing today. She may have gotten a little too excited when she had a good 12 inch fish on the line. I bent down to get the stringer and she chucked the pole into the lake. The fish obliged by swimming off, taking the pole with him. I tried to snag the pole with my rod, but I also had a fish on and that didn't really help out with snagging it. The guys a little ways down the shore seemed sympathatic, but I'm sure they'll be laughing about more than I will be. We didn't quite come home with our limit, but I mustly spent the next 45 minutes dredging the lake bottom with a spinner in the vain hope I would snag the lost pole.