Grandma and Grandpa Stone came up to visit for a few days during spring break last week. They brought Easter baskets full of goodies for the girls.
With us living 5 hours away and the possibility of Uncle Tim moving to the area, they’re starting to wonder if moving up closer to the grandkids might be a good idea in the next few years.
They wanted to check out the surrounding country, so I took them to spend the day in Sandy. It’s a small country town with a lot of personality, which is exactly the atmosphere they love. Dad says if he could find a newer house with 3 acres, he might consider it.
We stopped by the Rainbow Trout Farm to do a little fishing. They provide everything: tackle, bait, bucket and net. All you pay for is the fish that you catch, and the ponds are so well stocked you’re guaranteed to catch something! I tried to help Eva fish, but the catch was so big and heavy that I had to reel it in myself.
Later at dinner, Grandma asked Eva, “don’t you want to eat the fish you caught?” Eva responded, “I didn’t catch the fish, Mommy did!” Then she went into great detail about the last time when SHE had caught the fish: “Remember, Mommy, when we went fishing with Daddy? And I held the pole, and the fish bite and I pulled it in? Yeah, I caught that fish, and then mommy cooked it, and then I ate it!” That was over a year ago. It’s amazing how much she can remember!