Our last adventure of our wonderful spring break vacation in
Myrtle Beach included a round of miniature golf at Capt Hooks. Once again, when
the tears began to fall, Wes paired Evan with me.
I am not good and Evan is really not good. We lost by four strokes.
I am not good and Evan is really not good. We lost by four strokes.
Keagan? Well, he had several bogies, an eagle, and a hole in one! He told me he planned to join Grandaddy on the country club course once we get back to Texas. I think he might give the guys a run for their money.
Keagan in constant celebration. Evan in constant tears. This summarizes our game of miniature golf.
After MagiQuest you would think that we would forego any competitive activities - even miniature golf - but Evan promised he would not take it too seriously. And after a two hour nap, he was true to his words.
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