My very dear friend Wendy (knowing Jason as well as she does), gave this outfit to Jake when he was born. Luckily, I happened to be cleaning out his closet, or I would've forgotten about it (only because it's been nearly 5 years). Jake was there with me helping me sort into piles, keep, throw, donate, when all of the sudden he said, "Mom, where did this come from?" I looked to see what he was talking about, and he was grinning from ear to ear. "Mom, it's a fishing vest! We need to go fishing." He immediately changed into his fishing clothes, then proceeded to ask to go fishing about 50 more times. By the time Jason came home, I had moved onto the girls closet, but Jake was still undeterred. I asked Jason if he would please take Jake fishing (it was a tough decsion, help clean out our girls closet, or go fishing). He took Jake down to his man cave to get equipped and up they came. Jake now even had flies on his vest. He couldn't have been happier. Now, according to Jake, Monday is "Fishing Day." Thanks Wendy for knowing us so well and being so good to us.
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