One of my little grandchildren just loves fishing. And although he is only two years old, he can already fish with the best of them. He doesn’t use “toy” fish supplies, he uses a real fishing pole and shares his daddy’s tackle box. He already has a favorite “spot” and he doesn’t like to be crowded. His older brother fishes as well, but he seems to take the sport more seriously.

On a recent trip to Wal-Mart, he wanted a new fishing pole, but his mother explained to him that he didn’t need a new fishing pole because he already had one. Well, it seems  a few days later, that his old pole somehow managed to find it’s way under his daddy’s jeep, and his daddy backed over it and broke it. Of course amid all of the tears, his daddy promised him a new pole. Now, I ask you; coincidence, or a little politician in the making?