My 3 1/2 yr old...Alejandro. He is a sweet and happy boy. He was excited to get out! My better 1/2 is back there with our pooch. Come to think about it, they are both my better 1/2!




We are a trying. The timing was off, so I couldn't grap some worms. Just threw a little rubber worm around. Almost got a couple. Alejo doesn't get the difference between "going fishing" and "catching fish"! Knife on the hip is my howler rat...that and clippers...all ya need...especially to catch nothing! hah!



It's a nice little wild trout stream close by.



So these 2 on the way out. My little guy is afraid of them but spent all week looking for crocodiles in the stream. Yes, in Connecticut...he cracks me up!

A little off topic, but I had a knife! Hope ya all had a good w/e!