While Sam and I went to Michigan to be with my family, Mark and Jack headed to Blowing Rock with the Lees and Pretulaks as planned. 
They didn’t have the best weather, but Saturday was nice at some point, so they went fishing! Jack’s fist time!
And they caught one! Next time you see him, ask him how big his fish was. He’s already telling ‘big fish’ stories! Side story: We were in the car and Jack said, “Mom, you can come fishin with me when you get a little bit older. I’m three. You’re just a month old. It’s pretty tricky. I dust throwed my fishing pole out there, and a fish jumped on it! You gotta be careful. It’s dangerous!” :)
They mined for gems, too, and Jack told me he found some “special jewels” for me. Love it! 
Thanks for the pictures, Clark!
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