While dad was hard at work sleeping in during our Ozark vacation, Fletch went out for a 7 AM fishing expedition with his cousin Tyler, Uncle Bart, and Grandpa Nemmers. He managed to wrangle three bluegills with his new Spider-Man rod. One went back immediately. The other two were also too small to keep, but big enough to the dock to show dad. These were the only catches on the expedition, so I guess Fletcher is a natural outdoors man.
This sort of thing must skip a generation.
