Birthday Boy

We celebrated N’s big birthday a couple days back in grand fashion. The big 8.0! I can’t believe it, he’s growing so fast. Planning and preparation for the big day were complicated by the fact that we were in DC until the zero hour, but it worked out in the end. The original plan was to go to DC for his birthday, but he balked at that idea and said emphatically that he wanted to do one thing, and that was to golf. Fair enough.

I did some investigating and learned that the best time to his the Windsor Country Club was a weekday afternoon. Throw in some not so ideal weather and there was a good chance that we’d have the course to ourselves. We could even rent a golf cart. Woo-hoo!

The morning started off with waffles and bacon, his choice, and he got to open his presents, which is what it’s all about in the end. We had ordered him and A some gifts but they didn’t come until the next day, which isn’t a horrible thing because it kind of draws out the birthday fun. He got lots of cool stuff, and they were occupied and having fun for most of the morning. Looking outside, however, dark clouds were looming, and there was an increasing chance of rain. This meant that the golf course would be quiet, but we had to seize the moment.

We went golfing earlier than planned, but it was fine. No rain, but cool and breezy. It had rained all night, so the grass was wet. We had a blast golfing, my first time, really. We got to break in our new clubs, and I proceeded to lose about a half dozen balls. We didn’t bring any, and I bought four used ones at the club, but again, I lost mine on the second hole. Fear not, because everyone dove into the woods and we found about two dozen golf balls. It was almost as fun as the actual golfing. At some point the ladies lost interest and amused themselves driving the cart and looking for golf balls while the men stayed the course. N did a great job, and prided himself in losing only one ball. The course was unusual, not that I’m an expert, and it’s instructive playing on an actual course.

At some point another guy showed up, and we paused and let him pass, then finished our game. By the 8^th hole, it started to rain, and we really had to call it a day. No worries, I think N got a lot out of it, we broke the ice, and set ourselves up for more golfing in the future. We headed home and regrouped, then went to Jesse’s for supper. N got the sirloin steak, and for dessert, he and A got to make their own sundaes at the sundae bar. They were in hog heaven.

It was a long but fun filled day, and now we can look forward to a regular schedule, which is crazy, but fun.

Until then, thanks for reading, and thanks to Michal Zacharzewski and and Clint Rankin for the pics.