Love

Our job is to love others without stopping to inquire whether or not they are worthy.
That is not our business and, in fact, it is nobody's business.
What we are asked to do is to love, and this love itself will render both ourselves and our neighbors worthy if anything can.

Thomas Merton (1915 - 1968)

Friday, July 2, 2010

Fish(ing)

We had fried fish and fresh sweet potato fries tonight for dinner.  Papa Wenzel cooked them all up in his little frier.

Mmmmm.  Sizzling to perfection!

See?  This is the most delicious fish ever!

After dinner, the kids wanted to go rollerblading on the basketball court.

It was a perfect evening.

The kids were not intimidated when the teenagers showed up to play basketball.  They just kept on rollerblading.

I had planned on a quiet night of fishing with Papa Wenzel, but the kids invited themselves along and the air was filled with questions and anything but quiet.  Surprised?

Chloe caught a fish and reeled it in all by herself.  This one wasn't a keeper, but she caught others that were big enough to keep.

Grandma helped get the fish off the hook.  Yay Grandma!

Chloe, always my silly goat, had to push her face through the net to watch me closely and see what I was doing.

Owen was dancing in his seat.

We drove back fast once we were done fishing.  The wind blew all of the hair out of my sweet Bean's face.

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