Trevi and I tested out his new scrap wood golf course after dinner tonight. Neither of us sank any putts, so he is going to rethink his design, and try again tomorrow. After a tiring round of golf, Trevi ran around the yard looking cute, so I took some pictures.
He's getting so big.And speaking of the marching on of time, here's what Clara was up to while we were golfing:
I came in and said, "Whatcha doing, Sweetie?". She said, "Oh, I'm just surfing the net doing research for my speech on sea stars. I just googled it."
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