I like to fish. Specifically, fly fishing. I make my own lures. Wally, my son, has gotten better at casting. By better I mean that he has stopped catching me or himself with the hook. He still refuses to fish in the winter with me, though.

This all came up casually between us while we were discussing everything else. He will be surprised, ask questions, and depending on how well you can sell him on that exchange genuinely happening, be pleased.