Preston gets fish on the line, and lets Braxton reel them in. Mason just sits there and watches.

Preston and Braxton went fishing Saturday morning. They caught 8 fish. Either I'm bad luck (because we only catch 2 or 3 fish when I go), or Preston is fibbing about catching 8 fish. They were supposed to be back before 2:00 so we could go to a friends house and watch a football game, but they didn't get home until almost 3:00. Preston said he lost track of time. Oh well, I love how much time Preston spends with Braxton outside.