Don't let that fool you. The girl half has me (as her mom will tell you) wrapped around her cute little fingers. She just has different interests than fly fishing, and those interests are sometimes hard to translate to a blog that is supposed to be about fishing.
What truly warms me up from the inside is that she is ever present, and even if I am busy tying flies in the basement, she cozies up, messes with my feathers and anything else that she can disrupt, and then follows it up with a hug, kiss, and a very sweet--almost sighing "I sure do love you daddy"... In hindsight, I am not always clear if I am being played or not, but fact that she puts me through the paces and makes me think about it, seems to add to the fun.
|Keeping me company at "the lab", late into the evening|
|Don't mistake cute for innocent|
|You just never know what's lurking underneath those waders...|
|The proud pedicurist|
|Is there a resemblance between the colors on my toes and this popper? |
I think so.
And finally, a parting shot of me and my girly girl and I will get back to fishing.