Ya know how Calla Cain's life is pretty much centered around football season? It's all she knows. She goes to games. Daddy is a coach. Daddy watches film. Daddy yells at the TV. Friday night he is on the field, Saturdays are for the Dawgs. Daddy loves football. It is life in the CainHouse.
(Did you know in our vows we said, "For wins or for losses" Rather than, "For better or for worse.")
Well.... for me, when I was little: It was all about fishing. My dad fishes. He is all about fishing. Saturdays are for fishing. We went camping... to fish. I did Father Daughter fishing trips. It's what I knew.
Then I became an adult. I honestly haven't fished in probably twenty years. Not because I hate it... I just don't. We break down defenses in this house. We grade film. We go to football games.
I was talking to someone in town one day about how I love our new town, but I missed the perks of ATL living: The Zoo. It was truly our favorite way to spend a morning. We never got tired of it. They said, "Oh, she will love the Go Fish Center!" I did a quick search and KNEW we had to visit.
My parents came to visit one weekend and I knew it was the perfect time.
We went on a Saturday morning and there were maybe 10 people visiting. It was super clean, very nice, and the perfect mixture of inside and outside. Plus... it was less than $10.
Inside you can "catch" a fresh water fish....
or go deep sea fishing.
This made me laugh until I was crying. I love him.
You can practice
your boat driving skills...
Outside you can visit all of the different types of ecosystems you will find in Georgia. Calla was in love.
Then you can spend the rest of the afternoon (or thirty minutes if you're 2) outside fishing at the catch and release pond.
You fish with hotdogs... and the fish are really good at just stealing your bait. Either that or I am a little rusty on setting the hook.
Then it happened.... she caught one! Her very first fish! When I asked her what she thought... she said... "EW! It's disgusting." (Eye roll emoji!)
It wasn't Zoo Atlanta... but the memories are just the same.
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