Memories

One memory I have is when my parents were still together and getting along. I think I was like around 5 or 6, I'm not too sure, but I had one of those fishing nets and my dad had the fishing rod while my mom had a camera taking pictures and laughing at us. He would cast it out across the yard and I would chase after the lure with the net. I messed up and got it kinda tangled up in the net and I started crying and screaming. My dad got it untangled and I stopped crying and that's about all I remember.