We went out on a pontoon boat on Lake Norman today. It was in the 50s and rainy, so it was a bad day to be on the lake. Braeden absolutely hates his life vest and was pretty unhappy for the first 20 minutes or so. He warmed up to the idea of the boat when Uncle Mark let Braeden drive!
Grandpa Pete bought a fishing pole for Braeden, so they pretended to cast off for a little while. Until Grandpa cast too far, and the line broke freeing our little fishy into the lake permanently. Since it was cold, rainy, and windy, we took this as a cue to head back home. When we got back to shore, Grandpa headed off to the store to buy a replacement fishy for Braeden's line.