Golfin with the Pops

This past weekend, my parents came down to visit. I think it was mostly for the grandkids but I guess they may have wanted to see us too :) It was so great to get to see them and my little sister Karina. That makes two weekends in the past month or so which is extrememly rare for us. We had a great time hanging out, puting the new, as yet un-named bbq to use, making fun of each other and just flat out having fun.

One thing that has become a staple of visits with my parents is that my dad and I and (usually, except for when he's crippled) Jeff go out and play some golf. My dad started us golfing when we were just little lads. In fact, I bought my first set of clubs from K-Mart on layaway for $100. I saved a year for those things! For the past few years, it's become a matter of fact thing. Whenever we see each other, we go play. He used to beat me pretty regularly but about 2 years ago, I started winning....and winning big (sorry, dad). I think thats mabye why we play so much; he just HAS to beat me. And I wonder where I get my competetive nature from?

Anyways, all that to say that golf with my dad is one of the things in life that I treasure most. We just get 4 or 5 hours to hang out as father/son and as friends. We don't even have to talk about anything but golf and the things going on around us. It's just great to just be together and I value that time so much. I can't wait until Joshy and Ryan are old enough to come out and play with us and we can make it a foursome.