As if marrying one, and giving birth to another, golf fanatic wasn’t bad enough…in a cruel bit of fate, 6 years ago we moved from Indian Trail to A GOLF COURSE in Monroe.
Hey, we let Debbie pick the house…honest we had NOTHING to do with it!
Anyway, that first February we were here, on the first day of Spring Golf Practice for our son’s team, we had a couple of inches of snow. So, that meant NO golf practice.
When you’re 13, you’re gonna find a way to get some in tho.
Damn you Facebook for making these memories pop up on my timeline. As if I need something else to remind me this is the last February he’ll be here with us (at least we hope he makes it to the second semester of college <g>).