Ready for Golf and Tennis

We’re living the country club life over here. When we lived in Quechee, I never envisioned us playing golf, though I’m a big fan of tennis. Either way, N is psyched about golf, and I think he’ll have fun with it. I’m curious to see what their approach will be, but at the very least, he’ll be able to whack golf balls, which he loves to do.

He made a makeshit golf club out of a fishing pole, and he hits ping pong balls all over the yard. He also has a curved pipe that he uses to hit real balls, and he and his sister even created a 7-hole golf course in our backyard. He designed it and A drew up the map. Clearly somebody has golf on the brain.

This should be good. If he gets into it, he can talk to his Grandad about golf, and maybe even go to the driving range with him. Our days of miniature golf may be coming to an end.

Until the next time, thanks for reading.