Fun at the lake

We spent the weekend at GG's (great grandma's) condo at the Lake of the Ozarks in mid-July. There, as usual, we swam in the pool, took boat rides and fished. Beckett takes his fishing pretty seriously. Paparazzi are not welcomed warmly.

Beckett caught a personal best eight bluegill one morning. We returned them - mostly no worse for wear - to their "families" in the water. Beckett's never sure about this and would prefer to keep them and fry them up. I can empathize but don't relish spending an hour cleaning bluegill for a few scraps of fish (Papa wouldn't have hesitated, of course, and once cleaned close to thirty bluegill I caught at Redbird Resort. Better man than I is all I can say).