We push our tee in the ground and put the ball on top.
Then we take a swing or two at it with our little sawed-off 3-wood.
He even got it up in the air once today.
When we get to the green Mason puts his ball down
less than a foot from the pin.
Grandpa helps with a putting lesson this time.
The ball goes in the cup!
Got it!
Grandma is chauffeur and caddy
(and keeper of the Ritz crackers and juice box).
The golfers pose on the 18th green.
Look what we found on the way home - a Halloween
monster truck made of straw bales. Mason liked the tires........
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