Sometimes small miracles happen. Like last Tuesday when Rick called at 2:30pm and said he was on his way home. This never ever happens. I promptly stopped the project I was working on and picked Palmer up from school so we could all head out to the golf course.
The three of us had an impromptu golf outing on a Tuesday afternoon. What a fun treat!
First things first. Do we all have our clubs? Check. We've got dad's set, mom's set and little Palmer's own set:
Off we go:
Where's my ball?
"Dad, have you seen my ball? P.S. This winter grass is looking pretty rough, don't you think?"
"Son, let's just focus on getting on the green."
-Bethany
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