my oldest is 2 and a bit, and of course all the relatives bought him those little plastic fishing rods (not to be confused with the big plastic fishing rods his daddy spends the save-for-college funds on!
), and of course he plays with them from time to time. But the best thing that has happened yet was the other day when he walked up to the television set and instead of asking for Barney or Donald Duck, he said "Daddy, fishing?"--he wanted me to watch one of my Lani Waller tapes with him.
He'll be outfishing me in no time.