... and he'll eat for a lifetime. That was my mantra for the weekend and luckily for us Legg Lake is only five minutes away. Yeah, I know what you're thinking: "Hey J, isn't that the lake you saw a dead Cholo floating in when you were 6 or 7?" Yes, same lake but on this trip there was no dead Cholo, only a couple of eager boys trying to catch some delicious carp (don't worry, we didn't catch anything and I wouldn't have kept anything we caught anyways).
What we did catch were some amazing views right in our backyard. I'm still in awe that this park/lake exists in Rosemead (and it's right across the street from a shooting range, so we got that going for us).
The boys had fun and I did promise them that next time we'll rent the paddle boat and maybe bring Alisa along (if she's not watching a special about Twilight and the many relationships of that British heart-throb).
The ducks/geese? were pretty amazing too. I can't figure out if Jules is pointing out his favorite duck or trying to get his older brother to swim after them.
