First activity with first child was actually fishing!
13 days old, we went out in late march, on a cold windy day to try to catch some trout.
We pulled in, of course the little was one screaming, I went about the "dad" duties, got the chairs out, fishing rods baited, set hers next to her chair cast mine out and waited. After a few minutes, when the screaming did not subside. I reeled in and walked back to the car. Both baby and mom are both crying.
"What's wrong? Why are you crying"
"She had a blow out on the drive and I only brought one change of clothes."
"ok, I can change her, what's wrong?"
"The wind blew the clean clothes into her sh!t mid-change! That's whats wrong you MFer!"
"Oh"
So I went back to the shore, packed up both rods and both chairs and we went back home...
THE END