Tuesday, July 24, 2012

Tiger cub

Tiger cub! That's the nickname Auntie Beesie has given Miles since he started golf lessons. Get it?! Golf...Tiger... She's so clever :) Sometimes I think Tanner's golf habits are like those of a pro golfer, so maybe we should call Miles "Tanner cub" instead. Certainly more appropriate on many levels.

Miles is intrigued by Tanner's passion for golf and, likewise, Tanner is intrigued by the chance to instill this passion in the boys. The first day of lessons went well. Miles recognized two of the girls in the class and was eager to get to know the other kids and coaches. It was hot, so that meant the kids were all given a bottle of water (just your standard bottle of Dasani - nothing fancy). None of the other parents stuck around for the lessons and I sort of felt out of place....I know absolutely nothing about golf and if I find myself anywhere other than the dining area or pool at the OCC, I feel awkward. Like I'm naked or something. Plus I could tell my presence was distracting Miles because he kept waving the bottle of water at me. Anyway, here's a picture of the crew:
Unfortunately I did not get a close-up shot of Miles afterward. His cheeks were bright red and he was a sweaty mess. And there was grass in his hair. Here's an overview of our conversation as I drove him back to school:

Mama: So what was the best part of golf lessons today, Miles?
Miles: Drinking water from the water bottle. Oh, and rolling down hills!
Mama: Rolling down hills? Was that part of a particular game or lesson, like when you were practicing hitting balls?
Miles: No, I just rolled down hills.
Mama: Did any other kids roll down the hills with you?
Miles: Yes! It was super fun, mama! We rolled down a bunch of times and I got super sweaty because I was working so hard. And the coaches didn't even tell us to stop!
Mama: But did you at least pay attention to your coaches when they were talking to you? And did you follow their instructions when they were teaching you how to golf?
Miles: Yep. I was a good listener. Guess what else, mama? Sophie was running behind a boy and he wasn't looking and he swinged [yes, "swinged"] his club in the air and hit her right in the head. She screamed really loud and then there was blood all around on her face [imagine Miles rubbing his hands all over his face to add some visual effect]. She even got to go to the doctor to see if she needed stitches! It was not good.

Oh, poor Sophie. She's just a pretty little thing who probably didn't stand a chance against that golf club. We hope she's back to class tomorrow so we can help her feel better!

So there you have it. A water bottle, some hill rolling, and someone's baby girl getting smacked in the head by a club. Some day he'll come home cheering about getting a hole in one and we'll reflect on his first day of golf lessons. But I hope Sophie gets a hole in one first :)

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Tiger Cub is following his Daddy's footsteps. Tanner was mostly interested in rolling down the hills of LCC when he first went golfing with me oh so many years ago. Soon MJ will be trying to find the nearest heated driving range so that he can hit balls all winter long..! My, how time flies!! Dave

espd said...

Cute that Tanner enjoyed the hill rolling before the golf. I was actually about to apologize for the fact that Miles might've gotten this from me. I STILL love rolling down hills! Go Tiger Cub! Or Tanner Cub, as the case may be.