I took Goodnight to play a round of mini-golf this afternoon. We went to a little place where we haven’t played before. As we approached the first hole, we saw the sign promising the free soda (we say pop here) to anyone who got a hole-in-one one there.
GN went first. She made it through the obstacle on her first attempt. I wasn’t so sure I was going to be able to do it.
I took my swing and got it through, then my ball dropped right into the hole! The owner and his two sons were watching at the widow. They opened the window as soon as they heard us laughing.
“Did you get it?” asked the owner.
“I got it!” was my reply.
GN got a hole-in-one on the fourth hole, though it didn’t qualify for a free pop, it did qualify for some laughter, high-fives, and some bragging! Way to go, Honey!
GN and I finished out the round. When we went to return our clubs, one of the boys had fetched the three kinds of pop they had in the cooler. I chose the kind I knew GN would like. Shallow victory if the Gram doesn’t say, “Would you do me a big favor and share this with me?”