The Gibson Fishing/Fish Fry/guys golfing/bocce playing weekend got an official new name from Julie this year "Focce Fest".
And so commences Focce Fest '09...
Lots of fishing...and Uncle Jon wearing his "Official Focce Uniform".
There were sea creatures...
Who sometimes made an appearance on land as well.
And did I mention fishing....
And mugging...
And there was lots of exploring since the littlest Focce Fest participant got his sea legs this year...
...which was a big step up from last year. While dressed appropriately, he didn't really get to experience the fun that is Focce Fest.
And lots of pointing, one of Fisher's favorite hobbies...
Second only to playing in dog water...THIS is his favorite hobby, and he works on his skills diligently every chance he gets!
And just observing.
There were great dinners on the front porch.
Julie, the creative force behind the naming of the weekend, with Baby Owen, who has done a little growing himself since last year...
Happy Granddad...he loves it most when everyone is all together!
Fisher agrees...
...and is going to do a little pointing to prove it.
Henry was pulling his weight this year and helping haul in some fish.
No they aren't 'jumbo shrimp', but they are a 'fresh catch'!
Fisher picking up one of Henry's favorite things to do, playing with the croquet balls that Betsy tries so hard to keep together and my boys love to drag out all over the property. (don't they know this weekend is supposed to be about bocce, not croquet?...I guess he was trying to get something started because at this point of the weekend there had not been a game of bocce played yet!)
Pointing time again.
Daddy hauling in the big ones!
Pool time!
Swimsuits? Who needs swimsuits? We have our clothes and underwear...and even our shoes. (The Henry getting nekid pictures are being censured.)
Weekend drawing to a close for some participants. (Yes that is Julie's foot on Henry's head, she says she kept trying to move it and he kept snuggling up to it...and knowing that snuggle bug, I totally believe her!)
Finally....some bocce was played...
...and a winner was declared.
And the Champ was the proud recipient of the First Annual Focce Fest Trophy. (which I found at a yard sale across from my parents house that morning!) Ed's name was inscribed on the plastic trophy with a Sharpie...and there is plenty of room waiting for future winners!
The last day...
...and we've had a great time, but some of us are tuckered out.
The boys going up to get the Sunday paper.
Its been a great weekend, always good to have everyone together, but it is time to go home...
Although some of us just seem to getting started.
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