A few friends invited us to camp with them this weekend. So we loaded up the pop-up and hit the road. The kids had a blast swimming, riding their bikes and getting buried in the sand. The guys went out fishing quite a bit, but weren't too lucky. Ds went on the boat for a couple of hours one evening with daddy. No more than 5 minutes after leaving the shore, he whined, "When can we go back daddy?" So, dad took a few moments to explain patience to him. An hour or so later when dad spoke up about the lack of bites on his line. Ds was quick to quip back at daddy, "You need to be PATIENT, dad, for the fish to bite." Lesson learned.
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