A promise kept
We may be slow to do what we tell the kiddos we're going to do, but we eventually come through most of the time. Half because we want to teach the boys about integrity and sticking to your word. The other half because they offer us regular and persistent reminders.
It was a promise made last summer, that Brandon would take the boys to play real golf. Like, real actual golf. Well, the bottom fell out of last summer and of course it didn't happen. So yesterday, with our waning summer intact and in sticky humidity, we ventured to the closest course and raced daylight to allow the boys to experience their first nine holes ever.
As expected, some amazing shots, some balls never found, and a fair share of whiffs. Beauty and divots and deer and geese, bumpy cart paths, and trying to keep two little country boys quiet. A night to remember, long overdue.
It was a promise made last summer, that Brandon would take the boys to play real golf. Like, real actual golf. Well, the bottom fell out of last summer and of course it didn't happen. So yesterday, with our waning summer intact and in sticky humidity, we ventured to the closest course and raced daylight to allow the boys to experience their first nine holes ever.
As expected, some amazing shots, some balls never found, and a fair share of whiffs. Beauty and divots and deer and geese, bumpy cart paths, and trying to keep two little country boys quiet. A night to remember, long overdue.
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