All I hear now, repeated about 50 times since his very first ice fishing experience is – “Daddy, ice fishing’s not so fun for me.” Where did I go wrong? I put him on constant action, he even reeled in a few bass and some sunfish. We had snacks and hot chocolate and a 4-wheeler ride and he scooped out the holes…..the whole nine yards.
Truth be told, he was having the best time in the world until just as we were leaving, he wouldn’t listen about being too near the hole…..and ploop! In went one foot/leg.
His favorite line now is…..”Daddy, ice fishing’s not so fun for me.”
I think the only thing wrong is that he’s just as poor a listener and is as stubborn as his old man.
Joel