Little guy is back at it. .

He was real happy about being at the golf club today. When I told him that we were going he starting running around with his hands in the air yelling 'yea, golf course, play golf with Pappa', you think that brought a smile to the old man's face? We putted for two and half hours and he did NOT want to go home, I told him we can't just stay at the golf course forever and ever, and he replied ' why not'... funny little guy. Was cool to see his ability to judge the longer putts at only two and a half years old. He's a golfer, that's for sure and he just loves it when we play some 'putting games' and sometimes he wins, I'll three putt from say 40 feet and he'll two putt, but of course he hits it all around the place most of the time and we have fun with that too. Amanda had 10 of her classmates at home for an overnight birthday party.... Leon and Tanja bailed and I'm taking a 'night shift' here at home....haha... no, they are well behaved girls and it's always fun for Amanda to have them over. Other than that, it was a shame to see the Butler team loose that game to Duke the other night, have not been able to write about it even, strange that.. I really thought they were going to win, I saw a cool piece of triva or science about the half court shot on espnamerica.com, they figured out that if his shot had been released at angle 3 degrees more upright then the ball would have hit the backboard three inches more to the left and gone in... I always said that golf was a game of inches, funny how basketball can be viewed as such also and I guess one could even venture to say that life is a game of inches as well. How many times have we been inches away from something like falling, tripping, slipping, twisting, hitting your head, not to mention everytime you get into a car, for me having golf balls wizz by your head going a 100 meters per second, you name it, and we come out unharmed, living with the knowledge that if it had been just a few inches this way or that way, then ooops, your dead. ,-)