Killing Time.
You often hear stories about the youngest child in a family being a trouble maker. Maybe the parents have softened by the time he comes along, and he doesn’t get the same discipline the others got. Maybe being the ‘baby’ lets him away with more, the older ones are told…”Just leave him alone, you are old enough to know better”. Maybe that’s what happened to us?
We are heading home today, and have a couple of hours to kill, so mini golf it is.
Things went smoothly enough until our little, aptly dressed in a monster t-shirt, child decided to liven things up. He ‘needed’ more room on the bench.
He then went head-to-head with IrishDoom. He was lucky IrishDoom didn’t hit him with his golf club.
We had to segregate IrishKing for his own protection.
IrishCyborg won the game, and didn’t gloat at all!
“I won, I won. I’m the best at mini golf!!”