Nathan was playing golf this morning as I was cleaning out the garage. It was such a beautiful day and he is really into golf. There is something about hitting that tiny ball with a hard stick that he just loves. As long as he keeps hitting the ball, as opposed to his brother, we'll be in good shape!
About ten minutes into golfing he ran into the garage to tattle. Yes, he was tattling on the golf ball. "Mommy", he said, "That golf ball won't obey me." He was so frustrated that the ball wouldn't go where he wanted it to. Isn't that the frustration of all golfers? I didn't have the heart to tell him that this was an uphill battle he was fighting. I just told him to keep on practicing!
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