|My dad, Drew and Skylar|
I went golfing today with two of my boys and their Grandpa. Poor hubs had to work today and well, someone had to do it. I'm just happy they asked me. Maybe I have always been cool to them and I just didn't know it.
Ben asked me to go golfing with him when Drew was just a baby. I went and fell in love with the game that very day. Of course, it doesn't hurt that lots of people think Ben looks just like Phil Mickelson and I think he is a hottie. But, I knew (hoped) that ahead of me were many long years of pregnancies and nursing babies. I told him that I had so much fun, I knew it would be an activity we could do together after I was done with kids so I could actually spend some time enjoying it on a regular basis. I hadn't thought of that day until last week when the boys asked me to take them.
We invited my dad to come along. He hasn't golfed since his surgery a few years ago and I think he was nervous. He had a great time and after I snapped the picture, I stared at it longingly, hoping it isn't the last one I get to take of my dad with my boys. I also hope he gets many more golf outings with all of his grandsons.
So, I am in love again. Of course, I'm not quitting my day job and going on the women's tour, you'd think by my score that I was going for the highest possible strokes. I'm thinking I might have found my Christmas gift suggestion to Ben: golf lessons. I need them.