colorful memory


















Mini golfing is awesome. I saw my Dad putt into the water trap so I did too, over and over and over again. I even went for a little dip myself.


When Mommy was putting me to bed last night she asked me what color my golf ball was. I told her it was black. She was impressed that I remembered so I went on to tell her that she had a pink ball, Daddy had a green ball, Roka had a blue ball, Grandpa had an orange ball and Grandma had a red ball. What's the big deal?