He wanted a cake with army guys (generously provided in two different colors by his brothers), and he wanted to go fishing. With his brothers. And his father.
So he got a fishing rod...
(Really it was supposed to be Saturday morning, but we ran into technical difficulties with a couple of the rods and then we had to buy fishing licenses, so it was a little after noon when we finally got to the pond. Fish aren't really biting in the middle of the day, but some of us were a little impatient to get there after being put off for so long.)
But finally, we were there.
Nobody caught anything. Except mud.
And a few bird photos. (Guess who.)
But we all had a good time.