Okay, you’re not a baby anymore, but you’ll always be my baby. You were born in the middle of the fishing season and your Grammy says that she had never seen the fish so thick and heavy in her nets and she has been fishing a loooong time. Someday we’ll be out in the skiff together pullin’ in da nets. At least we know that you are ready to go to the beach and handle some fish now that we got your first fishing license. You’ve already caught your first fish, but I have to confess to your Dad that I was a little disappointed that it wasn’t a saltwater fish. But really, I think I was mostly upset that you didn’t get it with me.
It’s been a great five years. So glad you came into our lives!
We love you so much,