Father's Day...What can I say? Well, The kids got Dad a fishing pole along with some new lures and such. He was very pleased as secretly he wished for a fishing pole. But maybe he should have gone fishing by himself. We went to the local Lake Murray. We basically had to keep fishing Isha off the shoreline. This is a "no swimming" lake to top it off. I'm sure if you had a video and played it back while on fast forward, this would look quite comical. As it was we were attracting onlookers to our plight. Isha rushing the shoreline with Mom or Dad in Hot pursuit behind him. At one point, after continuously urging him ,"Isha, ride your car!", he got on his car, and with a knowing backward glance at Mom, headed full speed down to the shore line. I think we finally called it a day about 30 minutes after arriving.Luckily, the day was not a complete loss. We headed to Grandpa and Grandma's house in the evening where the water is securely locked behind a childproof six foot fence and the kids pretty much have the freedom to play at their own risk.
