just go fishin

I know Abigail is not even a year and a half and her "memory" is still developing,
but I believe that the things we do with our littles are imprinted on their hearts forever, even if they cant "recall" the physical act of it when they are older.

This has been in my heart lately,
especially after I heard a new country song playing on the radio the other day.
It's by Trace Adkins and he talks about taking his little girl fishing
and the fun they're having and the conversations between them.

The main line is about how "she thinks we're just fishin",
but as her Daddy, he knows they are making memories together.
precious memories and precious moments.



So yesterday, as I set up the baby pool for her,
my own memories came flooding back of playing in the baby pool in my parents'
backyard when I was little.

And I couldnt help but think:
"she thinks we're just fishin..."

but in her heart, and in mine,
these were precious moments not to be forgotten.
(arent they all?)


here are a few of the lyrics from his song...

"I’m lost in her there holdin’ that pink rod and reel
She’s doin’ almost everything but sittin’ still
Talkin’ ‘bout her ballet shoes and training wheels
And her kittens
And she thinks we’re just fishin’

I say, “Daddy loves you, baby” one more time
She says, “I know. I think I got a bite.”
And all this laughin’, cryin, smilin’ dyin’ here inside’s
What I call, livin’

And she thinks we’re just fishin’ on the riverside
Throwin’ back what we could fry
Drownin’ worms and killin’ time
Nothin’ too ambitious
She ain’t even thinkin’ ‘bout
What’s really goin’ on right now
But I guarantee this memory’s a big’in
And
she thinks we’re just fishin’"
-Trace Adkins



Each day with her is precious,
and I know her heart thinks the same.
So when I feel like I need to be washing clothes, picking up a mess of toys,
planning meals, or whatever it may be...

I want to remember that all she needs and wants to do with me is
just go fishin'.


sharing my heart today over here...
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