Before I share this story I have to share that Wyatt has been fishing a total of one time in his three year old life. That one time just happened to be in May, right before Mother's day. It was overcast, windy and cold and you would have thought he was having the time of his life.
Jump forward a few months to the other day. We woke up and were getting dressed, brushing teeth, you know the morning ritual, and I casually asked Wy what we should do that day. He didn't really answer, instead choosing to go in his room and play while I dressed Conner. I then left Wy upstairs playing and brought Conner down stairs with me. After a bit Wy yelled down that he had his fishing hat on and that we should go fishing. I walked over to the stairs and found this:
Wyatt had turned his tool box into a tackle box, his play gun into a fishing pole and he was "casting" down the stairs hoping to catch a fish, which he did in the second photo. What an imagination.
2 comments:
I love how innocent and imaginative little kids are! That is very creative!
He really is a cutie!
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