good times

Thanks to Dillan's soccer league in the fall, we had a free round of mini golf for the whole family. I believe the last time we took Dillan, he was in a stroller and just watched Mommy and Daddy, not really knowing what else to do.

Dillan had a lot of fun. He insisted that Daddy help him get set up each time. Daddy would patiently get his hands in the right position, then demonstrate how to hit the ball. He did very well and was having so much fun. He's been asking when we can go back and do it again. He still practices his grip, making sure he's got it right.

Both the kids loved the hole that the ball was hit into the hole and then magically popped out of a hole a few feet away to a completely different patch of green. Over and over again, Dillan was determined to figure out how this was happening. We must have returned to that spot a million times. He'd hit his ball, watch it fall in the hole, and then sprint top speed down the hill to see it come out the side of a rock. Seriously, that boy could be an engineer. A brain like his Papa's no doubt.