Miniature Golf

Monday evening I took three of my grandchildren miniature golfing. When I was growing up, we called it Goofy Golf. Everybody asks me why we called it that. I'm not sure, but I can tell you that if you take a 13 year old, a 7 year old and a 20 month old golfing....it does get a little goofy. We had a blast. 

Garret takes his golf game semi-seriously. But it's hard to do with Colby chasing the ball when Garret hits it. 

One thing you need to know about Colby, he loves balls. And when he gets on in his hand it is hard to get him to put it down. So he simply walked over the course with us and held tightly to his ball. 

A couple of times he got caught up in the excitement of his brother and sister hitting the hole. He would bend over and go to put his ball in the hole and change his mind and stand back up. 

He got the idea once that he would just throw the ball at the hole, but that didn't work too well. Garret knew it was better to just stand back and let him try. 

He was fascinated by Alexis's ball. He kept wanting to pick it up when she would hit it. 

Mamaw's doll baby posing for her shot. 

We made up some new rules since Colby kept chasing Garret's ball. Garret kept calling "do over". So we have decided if Colby gets on the green that you can call a do over as long as you call it before the ball stops rolling. It got hysterical after awhile. 

Colby laid his ball down so we thought he was going to take a swing, but he just picked it right back up.

He was trying to show Garret and Alexis where the hole was. 

They had a blast with the grizzly bear. 

Just acting silly.

Now you see why we called it Goofy Golf.