Tuesday, March 11, 2014


 Jett loves to play on the church playground across the street from our house.  But one day when we walked over we found it had been roped off for maintenance.  He was a sad little boy, but luckily I had brought over his golf clubs.  

 He didn't really care for the clubs but loved the golf balls.  
And while he didn't care about being his own caddy he did mistake them for a riding toy.  Bless him.

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