Beginner's Luck

I believe I have previously given adequate information for you to judge what an avid fisherman Joshua is, have I not?
Exhibit A
Exhibit B
Exhibit C
The boy LOVES fishing.
He breathes fishing.
In fact, I'm wondering if he's going to exhibit any withdrawal symptoms now that school has started and he won't be able to go fishing nearly every day. For several hours.

Yeah. He's that into it.

Joshua reads about fishing, looks fishing information up on the internet, watches YouTube videos about fishing, dreams about fishing, and loves spending time at the store just looking in the fishing aisle.
So you can imagine his feeling last week when he took his sister fishing with him.
Thought he'd teach her a bit about this fascination of his; help her cast a few lines; you know - give her a little taste of this fine activity.
Joshua let Elizabeth use one of his new lures and she was delighted when a little Blue Gill bit the hook. Rather than reeling it in, Elizabeth wanted to let the fish swim around, like it was her pet on a leash. Only, as the little fish swam around, a 20-inch bass caught sight of it and decided Elizabeth's pet looked good enough to eat. So he went for it.

Before Elizabeth knew what was happening, she had a 20-inch bass on her line!

Joshua helped her reel it in, and they let it go. But Joshua couldn't let go of the fact that his sister - the Newbie! - just caught that big fish. Without even trying.
He showed me the lure and said, "Mom, look at how small this hook is. She shouldn't have been able to catch that fish with this hook! I can't believe she caught a 20-inch bass! It was her first try!"

I just smiled at him and said, "Joshua, that's what we call Beginner's Luck."

And hoped his ego isn't permanently damaged. *wink*