Driving Mr Golfer

Over Easter break, I had the pleasure of driving Mr C around a lot; to the driving range, the golf course and a few golf shops.  It was what you would call a golfing weekend.  We watched the Master's Golf Tournament, listened to the PGA channel on FX while driving around, and of course, watched the Golf Channel when the actual tournament wasn't on. 

I grew up in a house that watched the PGA tour too, my dad and grandfather would call each other and talk about Jack, Lee, Arnold and Fuzzy like they were personal friends. I might have even had a little crush on Tom Watson and nearly died at the age of 10 when I saw him walking around Country Club Plaza in Kansas City. 

So watching the Masters with someone so enthusiastic seemed just right.  Mr C and I were thrilled with Bubba Watson's win. How could you not love a guy like this whose tweet early Sunday morning read:
"Thanks everyone for the support! 3 reasons tomorrow will be #awesome, 1. Jesus has risen 2. See my new baby boy & my wife 3. Masters Sunday

I love how the golf bug has really caught Mr C.  I'm serious when I say that he's eating, sleeping and dreaming golf.  He talks about his golf game constantly.  He's analyzing his swing, buying new "used" clubs to improve his score, and asked me to please mow the lawn as it was a little long for chipping purpose.  (I should work on him mowing the lawn - new summer chore)  One day over spring break, he went to the driving range for two hours to chip, putt and drive and came home one happy boy!

 As we were driving to the driving range on Monday, his final day of break he told me of his "new" life plan.  "I'm going to work really hard when I'm young, make a bunch of money, retire early and then play 18 holes everyday."  I responded that his wife may object to the retire young idea since she might not be ready to spend all day every day with him.  He told me not to worry.  He's already prayed that his wife will love golf too!

One of the fun parts of parenting teenagers is watching them try new things and give "it" all they have knowing that this is building in them skills that will carry them into adulthood.  I'm not sure that Mr C will ever win a Green Jacket at Augusta or play a round in a college golf tournament, but I know that the tenacity his learning on and off the course along with his desire to learn all he can about golf will serve him well in whatever the Lord has planned for his life.

For now, I'll just have the car gassed up and ready to drive him to the nearest golf course plus I'll add "golf lover" to my list of prayers for his future spouse.