And Love was Born

Just so you know, this is another post about one of my kids.

I mentioned in an earlier blog post that Makenna was taking her first golf lesson. That happened this past Saturday. She and her buddy Braden (that would be Carla's boy) hit the course Saturday morning ready to do some learning.

They were the only two who were signed up, so they had the full attention of the golf pro. The Dads were the ones to take them because they have visions of their children playing along side of them. John and Fred hung around to see how things would go and they finally had to leave the pro to handle it because the kids kept looking at them for help/correction/instruction.

What did they do then?

Head over to the clubhouse to sit outside on the patio to smoke them a cigar. Because that's what you do when at the golf course.

Makenna had to borrow a club from the pro because we wanted to wait on that kind of purchase. We decided she needed a few lessons to establish if this was something she would want to pursue. The Man did buy her a teeny little golf glove from the pro shop because he firmly believes in a good grip.

At the end of the lesson, Makenna approached The Man with the Money and informed him she wants her own set of clubs. This borrowing was for the birds. She's decided she wants to keep on with the lessons because it's COOL. And now she's addicted to the golf game on the Wheee.

Maybe we're on to something here?

The Man didn't let me down. He snapped a few pictures for me to remember the day forever. (I'm training him well on using that camera phone of his) Carla gave me permission to share a picture of her baby, too.

And she prepares for the swing...............

Uh...apparently five years of dance is interfering with her swing. All those years of kicking up her heels makes it automatic. So she has flair. A little shuffle-ball step with a pirouette might work. Right?

I had to laugh at this picture. My girls always have to strike the pose. Isn't that glove the cutest thing? I had big issues with the black tennis shoes, though. They just didn't go with the outfit. But, again, proper footwear has to wait until she's positive.

I still think a love was born.