I bought Emma a fishing pole. Who knew the girl would want to fish every. single. night?! The first night we dropped the pole in the water we had all kinds of things happen. Crabs chomping at our line, silver fish crawling around, oysters spitting, and we got to use her lure to sabotage that same darn jelly fish that stung her the other day. Who knew fishing could be so fun
casting her line..