our little golfer

A couple days ago when it felt like spring (if only it was!), I opened up the set of golf clubs that Beck got for Christmas and let him get a little fresh air.

Of course he loved it.  Being outside.  Hitting balls.  Running around... all of his favorite things.  And what is he doing now that the temperature is back to its winter normal and I don't want to stand outside while he plays golf?

He plays golf inside, of course!  Dad just had to see his swing after he got home from work, so the clubs came inside and it suddenly became an indoor game.  Beck actually has pretty good aim and hits fairly hard, so it's made for quite the noisy and slightly dangerous indoor game.  I suppose I'll let him keep doing it until something gets broke?

Yesterday morning he asked to play first thing in the morning when he woke up.  His request:  "mom sit on the couch and watch Beck play golf."  Sure thing... sounds like fun.  :)