Last weekend, Taylor got to take her first trip out to practice golf with her dad. He was showing her how to put in the living room, so the next day, he decided to take her with him while he practiced at the course. She enthusiastically went along. He took her out to breakfast and she hung out with him and "Ricky Ricky" in the morning. Apparently she got bored. He did get her a cookie and a cup of hot chocolate. I have no pictures from the experience. When Taylor came home she said, "It was boring." Maybe if she had a putter of her own, her own size, it might be a little more fun.

















