My fisherman

One of the most wonderful things about living here in SA is living only three hours away from my mom and dad. Three, instead of 10!! Because we live close enough (and because he's amazing and awesome!) my dad took Jeffrey away for a fishing trip to the Gulf of Mexico. Rockport, TX specifically (which is near Corpus Christi). My dad knows a man who is a fishing guide there. (My boys are sure that Pop knows EVERYBODY, or almost everybody everywhere!) They went after J&J's football game last Thursday. Jeffrey had a WONDERFUL time. In fact, he said they were some of the best hours of his life. My dad said that he told Jeffrey that he knows what it's like to be in the middle of a family (he's #2 out of 4 children). He wanted Jeffrey to be the first to do something in our family. Isn't that wonderfully sweet. I'm wiping tears from my eyes right now! Jeffrey lived it all up! He loved getting to be with Pop by himself for hours and hours, spend the night at a hotel, go out on a boat, see lots of animals ( I think the camera came back with about 100 pictures of pelicans, sea gulls and jellyfish). He came back with a list of 25 different fish and animals that he saw. He caught his limit of fish and dad fried them up last weekend while we were all in Bryan for my 20th high school reunion (that'll probably end up as a post for a later date!). What made it even funnier for Jeffrey is that my dad didn't catch anything he could keep. That made Jeffrey's catching him limit even better! :-)

Jeffrey and his "trophy" trout
Jeffrey with a catch. I don't know what kind of fish this is. But it tasted good!! (Jeffrey just told me this is a redfish.)
Waiting for the next bite.
Beautiful sunrise over the Gulf.
Reeling one in!!