The boys and I went up north for another impromptu visit since my mom had spring break this week. My grandpa was in the hospital again for dehydration, so I wanted to visit with him, too. He was discharged on Tuesday and is feeling much better!

Max has a little separation anxiety right now, so no one can leave the room at any time without causing dramatic fits of crying. He was glued to Grammy Pammy!

Grandpa Howie decided that fishing sounded better than work on Tuesday (he's his own boss, so he can decide these things!). He went out and found a great place for crappie fishing and called to have Liam dropped off on the dock! They spent the next two hours fishing and caught 33 crappies! They even saw a big muskie swim through the school of crappies. Liam was very excited! He was a great fisherman, according to my dad, and never complained once. He set the hook on his own fish, and reeled in about 10 of the 33 they caught! "They're not biting here, I think we should move..." he told my dad after one minute of no bites! He's quite the outdoorsman!