One Fish, Two Fish

Saturday, we took IP to play at the park in Grandma's neighborhood and he found some retirees fishing on the small lake. One was reeling in a rainbow trout just as IP walked up to him. Another gentleman took the hook out and let IP touch the fish and examine it up close. The men took a liking to IP and asked if he wanted to be a fisherman when he grows up. IP grinned and said, "Oh no, I'm going to be a paleontologist, but I could go fishing sometimes I think." I added, "Well, you could fish on weekends." IP replied, "but I don't know how to go fishing." Guess we'll need to buy fishing poles soon.