The last couple of nights Keegan and I have not taken a bike ride. Instead we have been playing golf with a tiny set that Jeff bought for Isabelle. It has one club of each type and little tees. The first night we got down the basic concept of hitting the ball. The next night we worked on hand placement. I think the next time we should work on his swing. I am not so much a golfer as I am a putter. If you aren't hitting towards a windmill, clown's mouth or a waterfall, what's the point? It might be before the season starts but if we can find a course that is open this weekend we'll go mini-golfing. Keegan can follow in his dad's footsteps. Talk about a family that takes their putt-putt seriously. There was even a trophy involved. :)