To kick off our Father's Day weekend of festivities, we got up this morning, made your dad some hashbrown casserole, and took him fishing. The closest he came to actually catching anything was when this one got away:
Then, the two of you got together to have some refreshments and talk strategy.
I don't know what plan of attack you decided on, but it didn't work, because once again all the fish in Montana lived to fight another day.
It was such a beautiful day today that we ended up spending several hours sitting by the river. And do you know what you did the WHOLE time we were there? I'll give you three guesses:
Love,
Mom
P.S. I'm pretty sure all serious outdoorswomen wear T-shirts that read "Don't Make Me Call Grandma."
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