May 13.  Fished/grinded thru the morning and mid day sun and caught some fish. A couple super dinks and 7 over 16". Stopped at 4:30 and ran to eat and made it back for the evening. Glad we did.  Saw a bald eagle perched in a big dead tree just sitting there.  I thought to myself why is he sitting there sooo long.  Then one of the feeders went off and he swooped down and got a huge bream and flew back to his perch.  Very cool. Around 7 we heard a few BULLfrogs  my son said I'm gonna put on a spro glide frog.  I'm guessing he threw it 2-3x and got smashed.  Landed his PB 7-9, 25 1/4". That's when I realized I didn't have my golden rule…. sorry dude.  Dads fault. I've got some makin up to do.  But we finished the day with 7 or 8 more off the grass on frogs. Fun stuff and good memories.