Friday, March 16, 2012


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."

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