Daddy teaches how to hold the club.
Will practices and practices.
Mike and Will enjoyed the nice afternoon together, hitting a few golf balls around the driveway. Each time, Will would go get the ball, say "here you go daddy", set up to hit the ball, and yell "Ready, Set, Go"....over and over....maybe fifty to sixty times. I mean, practice makes Tiger Woods, right? Maybe it was more like five to six times. At any rate, the frustration of trying to hit that tiny little white ball with a pink club that is taller than you, soon set in. He is just the cutest boy ever....have I said that already?
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