Corn, Flour or Trout?

Every year we spend a whole week at a lake with the Haertling family. It is pure heaven with nothing but swimming, eating, boating and fishing all week long. On our second day there Rachel and I were busy in the kitchen making dinner while Branson was constantly getting underfoot, tipping the garbage can over or throwing grapes at us. In an effort to lure him into the family room, John gave him a large flour tortilla to snack on. Later as we tidied up after dinner this is what we found on the family room floor...And yes, Branson's tortilla fish was a sign. The fishing was great!