Fish Boy

Last Wednesday, I woke up around 5am to thunder and lightning. It was a typical Minnesota rain storm. Bright crack of lightning flashed through the sky followed by a loud thundering noise. You know, the kind of sound that makes you think God is busy moving his furniture around in heaven! Unable to go back to sleep, I got out of bed and snuck to see if the boys were OK. When I opened their bedroom door, the older Pudge Boy was already up, noticeably awoken by the storm. First thing out of his mouth when he saw me was "hey we should go fishing today. Fishing is always best after a thunder storm." I told him I had to work, but since Pudge had the day off, maybe he will take the boys fishing. I promised I would ask Pudge. I went back to our bedroom and found Pudge already up. Apparently, fishing is in the Pudge genetic make up because before I could even tell Pudge about what Pudge Junior had said, Pudge looked at me and said "Are the boys okay? Should get them up. Fishing's going to be good this morning". And just like that, the entire household was up and ready to go while I stood in the sidelines, shaking my head in utter amazement. Yes, fishing and hockey seem to be the two most important things to Pudge and his Boys. While the Pudges went fishing, I readied myself for work and spent the entire morning in meetings. During the meetings my phone kept going off with one text message after another. I had to turn it off completely so I could focus on my meetings. At about 10am, after my 2nd meeting of the day ended, I turned my phone on to a slew of messages from the Pudges about how the older Pudge Boy caught a ginormous Northern Pike. Since the Pudges believe in the "catch and release" policy, they didn't keep the fish but took plenty of pictures to commemorate the occasion. Of course, I am so proud of my Fish Boy!! Not bad for one morning's worth of fishing! Not bad at all! :)