Carter is only 3, and by no means do we think he is a "grown up", but last night, Jeremy uttered those words while we watched Carter take another
small step into becoming a big kid. You see, I made the stupid, idiotic promise that when one of our local putt-putt places opened up, we would go. Well, the boys noticed the water fall running yesterday and reminded me of my promise. You know I so love putt-putt and all.
It has only been a few months since the last time we played putt-putt. But over the last few months, Carter's approach to the game has changed. What he called "putt-putt" last October was pretty much walking around the course with the ball firmly grasped in his hand. He LOVED playing putt-putt but didn't actually ever play. That is until last night.
The first hole, he lined up his ball, hit it was confidence and waited until it stopped moving. Then patiently waited for Evan to take his turn. Once it was his turn again, he hit it softly once more and watched as the ball slowly rolled toward the hole. He waited once more until the ball slowed to a stop and putted it into the hole. He turned around and pumped his fist up into the air and proclaimed, "YES! I did it in 3 tries!"
That is when Jeremy and I looked at each other in sheer shock. Who is this child? And how did he come to realize the game of "golf" in just a few short months.
Hole after hole, he proceeded to play correctly and seemed to thoroughly enjoy the pace of taking turns and watching Evan, Jeremy and myself take ours. That is until about hole 15, when the inquisitive minds of preschoolers took over. We were at a hole that had three holes to choose from and once you hit it into one of those choices the ball then drops onto another green. We must have spent 10 minutes putting our balls through each of those holes and watching them come out of the end and repeating. Once we made them move to the next hole, they were pretty much done with following any type of putt-putt rules.
Although I dislike putt-putt, I thoroughly LOVED watching Carter evolve from carrying his ball and club around to fully understanding how the game is played while he tried his best to aim and putt the ball into the whole.
Have you ever had a moment, when you witnessed your child do something, maybe something as silly as hitting a golf ball correctly, for the first time and realized they are growing up before your very eyes. I would love to hear from you! Please share ;-)!