Golfing

The weather has been cooling just off a bit, so the other weekend was the perfect time to take a quick stroll down the street and visit the driving range.  We're not big golfers, but Maks gave Bryon some certificates to the golf course earlier in the summer for his first Father's Day.  Bryon's been busy improving his game over the past few months, and this time Maksim and I tagged along to play around in the shade.

Somebody couldn't take his eyes off of his daddy.  Fore!

It's nice to be able to simply play with Maks and not worry about the quality of my strokes...especially since I've only been golfing on a whopping 2 different occasions in my lifetime.  Does anybody else see how good this little one is doing?  Maybe some day Maksim will be a more skilled golfer than his mama.  Let's hope so.  

I realize that not all patrons at the golf course have the same nonchalant attitude towards the sport as I do.  So, I encourage those individuals to view Maks' presence at the driving range as a free service to help improve their game.  Distractions galore:

• Can't-take-your-eyes-off-him adorable.  
• Known to throw random items (toys, etc.) onto the green (and possibly even at a golfer...or two).
• Exceptionally good at producing unexpected, loud noises.

We stayed until Maks got too excited to refrain from disturbing those who take the driving range just a tad too seriously.  Come on people - a baby...playing on the golf course...now that's cute.