Golfing is a sport that Cloyd loves, and when we were married I never wanted to be the wife left behind on Saturdays while my husband spent his day at the golf course, especially when we were old and retired. So, I decided that I was going to learn how to golf. I have to say I'm not that bad. Don't get me wrong I'm not that great either but I can hold my own pretty good.
I was kind of hesitant to go golfing with James, but since we didn't really want to get a babysitter we decided to take him. He LOVED it! I can't believe how great he was and I think he had a lot of fun being outside.
We just took turns holding him until we got to the green and then we would let him down and he would play with the clubs or the flag. By the third or fourth hole he was wanting to put the flag back after we putted. By the last few holes he would take our balls sitting on the green and put them in the hole for us. Very observant little boy. I think it may be time to get him his own set of play clubs.
Here he is with dad backing the cart up. I think driving the cart was one of his favorite parts.
"Mom, lets get going, lots of golfing to do."
