Recap of Mini Golf with a Family of Five

We keep trying this, once a summer or so, and we're optimistic every time that its going to be better than before. After all, Archer's no longer being carried around in a baby carrier strapped to our shoulders, hanging in front of us sleeping as we try to putt the ball. And Shelly isn't either. They're both walking now... Seriously, we've tried this, its hard to swing the club. So, two out of three can walk, swing their clubs on their own, and the third is happy in his stroller. Should be good this time, right?

Holes one and two were ok, sort of. Then we had a potty break. Long walk back to the building. The boys wait patiently for the girls to return and we resume. By hole four its the boys' turn for a potty break, the girls wait. Shelly's already given up putting more than once per hole, she just sort of pushes the ball with the club until it drops in. Somewhere between holes five and seven the girls take another break and when we return we give up completely on the clubs and start rolling the balls with our hands, bowling style. Except for Shelly who THROWS the ball. Considering her aim isn't great, its surprising that it stays on the green. At number eight, two of the four golfers have given up completely and are now just carrying their stuff, and everyone else's too (that's David and me). Did I mention its an 18 hole course? A little too long for this crowd.

Along the way, the kids mostly enjoyed dropping their balls into the holes that had tubes leading out of a rock at some other location, tunnels and ramps were quite exciting and there was lots of running back and for to try it again, and again, and again... Finally, at the last hole, Archer gave it a good try, set his ball down, lined everything up and... HOLE IN ONE!!!

There were four or five potty breaks, one ball in the river, a few skirmishes about taking turns but mostly laughing and shouting and having fun. So, was it worth the $20 and long car ride? Yep, it was. And maybe next year we'll get a little further along in the course before we quit following the rules. Or maybe not, either way, its fun!





Perfect form!

Waiting patiently for the ladies to return... and trying not to fall in!