Fishing with Uncle Mikey

Uncle Mikey came to town. (That was last month, but Mom is just now getting around to telling you about it.)

Anyway, we went fishing. . . in Greece.Actually, we went fishing at one of the city parks. They call Nashville the "Athens of the south".

Here's us with Uncle Mikey. He's not in the Witness Protection Program or anything; Mom just didn't get a photo of his face. We fished and fished.

But here's all we caught:And that was enough to make us happy.