Breana and T.J. taking a break.
I loved his picture! I always laugh that T.J. and Clayton have the same pigeon toed walk and strut.
Breana using one of the holes as a runway. The kids kept walking through and disturbing Claytons shots. There were a few that came close to the hole in one but every time a little foot got right in the way.
Dad giving T.J. pointers. He doesn't know his own strength. Mom had to fish his ball out of several water traps.
Breana decided she wanted to try the rock wall. Everything was fine until she looked down and started freaking out. It was a very traumatic experience for all. Oh how soon we forget, by the time we left she was begging for another chance,
Dad and T.J. with his signature smile.
Gotta have the picture by the sign so mom can remember where the heck we were.
T.J. putting. This is favorite part because he loves popping the ball out when he is done.
Dad and T.J. with his signature smile.
Gotta have the picture by the sign so mom can remember where the heck we were.
T.J. putting. This is favorite part because he loves popping the ball out when he is done.
I must mention that T.J. is the reason we made the mini golf trip. Clay went golfing about 3-4 weeks ago with a friend from work while the rest of us were at school and work. When I picked up T.J. he was annoyed it was me and asked where his dad was. When I told him he went golfing he freaked out. Screaming and crying and yelling about how he wanted to go. When Clay got home it happened all over again. I guess he got used to golfing with dad in Montana. Breana loved to drive the cart and T.J. would always be allowed to putt (after everyone was finished of course). Good times! Good times!
Those were the days when a round of golf for the whole family was affordable! Oh well,
the price you pay to live in paradise! At least that's what I am told.
After Golf dad took us to Tommy Bahamas for dinner. The restaurant has an awesome ambiance and excellent decor but the food wasn't anything to write home about. It was okay but probably the most we have ever paid for mediocre food. Not to mention our arugula salad had old slimy arugula in it and I just cringed when Clay told me cause we all know how he can be a restaurants. Surprisingly he was very kind and courteous to the waiter. Note to self(and Mands): Tommy Bahama not worth the money.