Yesterday we drove out to Robby's dad's house (Abby's Poppy) to play a round of golf. Well, Robby and Poppy were going to play, but they invited Abigail and I to join. Because they knew that it is hot and they invited a pregnant lady and a toddler, they just played 9 holes on a Par 3 course. We went in the evening, and it only took about an hour or so to play. That's my kind of golf!
Robby and his dad rode in one golf cart, and the plan was Abigail and I would ride in the other, but Abigail insisted on sitting with her Daddy and her Poppy. There were a few holes where she did ride with me, and as soon as they'd take off (we followed), she'd scream, "POPPPPPY!" She did NOT like them leaving her.
For the most part, I'd sit with Abigail while they teed off and then we'd drive to their balls (usually on or near the green) and she would get out to "help." She wasn't really interested in hitting the balls with the clubs, but she did like picking them up and throwing them. She had her own balls for this purpose. Poppy gave her a few lessons, like what Daddy was doing with the ball - watch him hit it! - see where it goes? in that hole - oh, we need to move the flag - can you hold it? okay, now put it back. Very, very cute and very, very fun. The funniest part was when Abigail was on the green and Robby was trying to long putt in the hole; he missed by just a few inches, so Abigail picked up the ball and put it in the hole for him! Hahaha - too funny! Daddy's little helper!
After they played, we ate at the club house (delicious!) and played on their playground. Abigail loved the swings and the big kid slides!
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