Chris and I always have to play our annual game of putt-putt while we are at the beach. We headed to a putt-putt course with my parents and grandma one evening. This course had a train that you took to the top of a little mountain where you started. Aiden LOVED the train ride!
Someone isn't sure about his first adventure of putt-putt:
Look's like we have a serious golfer here:
He must have got his seriousness from his Daddy (The three women aren't so serious about this sport-it's a bit of a comedy once you see us all golfing!):
Teaching Aiden how to hit the ball:
Aiden taking a pit stop on the course:
In the middle of the course, somewhere around the 14th hole, Chris turned around to look at something and our camera flew out of the camera bag, rolled across the ground, and into a rushing rapid, and quickly flew down into the big, dyed-blue lagoon. OH NO!!! After about ten minutes and lots of onlooking people, Chris fished out the camera from the dirty lagoon. I am thankful that the memory card still had all of our pictures from our vacation but our camera has not successfully dried yet as it has been in a bag of rice for two weeks (I haven't given up hope yet!). Despite the fiasco, I am sure we will be back next year, but with our camera zipped safely in the bag!!
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