putt.putt.

A Carlson Family First. Miniature Golf. In my mind, I was picturing an easy breezy afternoon. Where everyone would just get along and we would leisurely cruise through the 18 hole course. I was wrong...

There was frustration.

There were smiles.

There was hope.

There was the professional, who brought along his own putter.

There were 10 over pars on par 3 holes.

There was "Do it your own way."

There was "Let's do this again, Daddy."

Craigers: "Alright guys we'll go again sometime soon."  Me: "Jeez Oh Peet."


Love those J's of ours.