Moss and a couple of other dads took all the olderkids (older than 2) fishing for catfish. Poor Brooke ran out to the truck and buckled herself in. She knew she was missing out on something good, but with a little help from dad and a bowl of ice cream she elected to come back in with me. The kids were so excited about the prospect of catching and cleaning the fish, but there were none to be found. There was not even a small one to throw back. The kids were a bit disappointed, but still had a good time. And they left with the promise of some fish from Phillip and Lisa's freezer. Lisa, we can't wait to try some of your famous blackened catfish!

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Your family is the coolest!
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