Gone Fishin'...but not very far.

Daddy and Zed doing a little impromptu living room stairs fishing.

Tonight we took a break from the world, Zoey and I, and went fishing. Sure, it was only in our living room, and yeah, it was for magnetic alphabet letters but so what? She loved it. I conned her into working on her alphabet and letter recognition a little more, and we laughed out loud for nearly an hour. Don't ask me where the idea came from 'cause I don't know. June and Zed were pretending to fish and then I thought, "why not really fish?" Of course, I meant that in the strictest crafty/creative sense, and before you know it. Living room fishing was born, perhaps the most covert form of education we've yet embraced.


Not only did we get to work on her alphabet but on that illusive patience too...

Naturally, she slayed the game, nailing almost all of her letters, upper and lower case, and of course, she got a little too excited for her own good and so the game needed to be put on hiatus until tomorrow (apparently letter fishing is a #$%&ing awesome game), but we had a tonne of fun created just about the best, most dynamic and physical letter learning exercise ever (probably not ever, but close enough). All I could think of was my friends who have little boys who might be stoked to go fishing for letters. It must have occupied Zed for a full 45 minutes.

All we used were some Ikea magnets, your standard, run-of-the-mill, generic, all-purpose stick...driftwood if you're really into aesthetics...some string, and Dollar Store refrigerator alphabet magnets...that's it. And you know what all that gets you? It's gets you awesome, that's what.

More pics here.