Today golf and tennis camp ended.
Grady is quite smitten with both sports.
Purchased a used set of clubs for him at the pro shop.
He almost cried and then said...
G: I can't believe you bought me something new.
Me: Well, they were previously used.
G: Yeah, but not from a thrift store.
Then I almost cried.
My sweet, funny boy.
All of this was followed up by hitting hundreds of golf balls in the next 24 hours.
Golf fever + one golf glove + "new" set of clubs = Boy on fire on the driving range.
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