They are SO eager to go fishing at the cottage, begging me to pack the rods and asking almost as soon as we arrive. I don't do fish. But I am an awesome mom so grab gloves, net, and pliers to handle the unlucky catches anyway. Laura doesn't actually want a hook on hers. Um, ???? Owen does about five casts and is done. Score! They are content, I have no fish to deal with. Another contrived memory at the cottage. Priceless.