The Petite Filet took the boys up to Oklahoma last week (she had the entire week off in honor of July 4th; I had to work). Usually, whenever she visits her family up there, which includes her parents, her youngest sister, all her living grandparents, aunts and uncles and a smattering of cousins, she gets the itch to move up there. I'm hoping that itch wears off like it usually does.
There's nothing inherently wrong with Oklahoma, mind you, but I'm not a big fan of the area. If we were to pick up our lives and move them 300 or so miles, I would hope our surroundings would improve. Besides having a larger network of blood relatives (at least hers), there's not a real compelling reason to start collecting cardboard boxes. When we move, I want to be somewhere cool that makes life better. And could I really be Oklahoma T-bone? I don't know. Any relocation is in the five-year plan, particularly because we still aren't on common ground when it comes to the destination.
OK, so her parents do have a lake house. Sadly, I missed the Cutlet catching his first fish, but I've seen the pics and heard the stories. Not too strangely, the size of the fish keeps getting bigger with each retelling
Wow -- so precious. Good job cutlet.
it's a great picture!
and don't go to OK, the air smells funny up there!
he looks so happy! How cute!
No, no....Oklahoma T-Bone just doesn't sound the same. Matt itched to move for years and years. It passed. He is now too lazy too move!
Did he eat the fish?
What a great picture to commemorate such a noteworthy event!
I spent a week in Norman, Oklahoma once. It was nice, but I wouldn't want to live there.
Cas
Have you considered framing that picture? I have one of my youngest son with his first catch. It sits proudly on our shelf of family pictures.