Miles, no fishing in the house!

What is it with boys and playing sports in the house? Miles is now at that age when he wants to play all sorts of sports -- baseball, basketball, football, etc. You name it, he wants to kick, throw, catch, or hit a ball indoors. If he isn't jumping on the couch or practicing his gymnastic moves by the TV, he's running up and down the small hallway. Before you yell at me for keeping the poor boy cooped up inside, let me remind you that we live in the mountains of Montana. It's been cold and snowy here for the last week (5-8 inches of the white stuff on Thursday). He plays outside, but it's hard playing baseball when it's snowy and windy.

Moving on...Miles' most recent favorite sport is fishing. Is fishing a sport? Maybe extreme fishing is. Whenever fishing is brought up, I'm reminded of Fishing with John a spoof on fishing shows. Funny stuff if you can find the DVDs. I'm not loaning mine out.

Anyway... back to Miles and fishing.

Joe bought Miles a fishing pole. Not just any fishing pole, a Spiderman fishing pole. Really? Spiderman crap is now infiltrating the world of fishing? Seriously? Doesn't Marvel comics make enough money off of merchandise already without having Spidey's mug on a fishing pole?

I digress. I've gotten off topic, once again. Ok. So, Miles has this Spiderman fishing pole that he wants to play with all the time. He needs to practice casting. Alrighty then. Fine. But I don't want him trying to fish for Dexter the Cat. (If Dexter could talk or scream, I wonder what he would say. Get me the f*** out of here! This kid is crazy!)

I guess I wouldn't have a problem with the fishing indoors if Miles was using it to help clean up the messes he makes. I could use some help picking up goldfish crumbs that mysteriously wind up behind the futon. I wonder what kind of bait they like...






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