Sunday, December 7, 2008

son of a fisherman

Cody is beginning to show signs and symptoms of becoming his father - a dedicated, slightly obsessed and fanatic fisherman. This morning upon waking Cody and I had a slightly surreal conversation.
Cody - " Mommy, did Daddy already go to his fishing tournament?"
Me - "Yep, really early this morning. "
Cody - "Well, you have to go early Mommy. That's when you get the big fish. Did he go to Clear Lake, or Folsom?"
Me - "Huh?"
Cody - "Clear Lake or Folsom Lake?"
Me - "I think Lake Berryessa."
Cody - "Oh, that's a good lake too. He'll probably catch lots of fish there. What time is the weigh-in?"
Me - "Huh?"
Cody - "You know, when they measure the fish, to see who is the winner."
Me - "How do you know all this stuff?"
Cody - "Daddy teaches me stuff about it when you're doing girl stuff with Emma and your friends."
Me (thinking to myself)- "Well, that's pretty sneaky."

1 comment:

  1. You better watch out, sounds like Jay already has his hook in him... HARDEE HAR HAR!

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