Last Hurrah of the Summer

Yes, we do it up right.  Mini-golf. Bay Beach, breakfast out, the works.  The last weekend before school starts deserves a lot of fun!

Andrew in his orange striped shirt and pink binky.

Joe was being such a good big brother by taking Andrew on the bigger kid rides with him.

Look, Ma, no hands!

    And, after several trips for Dad on the Ferris Wheel, mom finally got a chance.  That seat was meant to fit three, max, so it was a little snug.

We found a little mini-golf place in Cedarburg with a very generous owner who let us play as long as we liked and only charged us for three players.

 

The boys did a real round with mom and dad, then a second round as a free for all.  Here’s Luke sinking his putt.

Whoa… who taught Patrick how to hold a club??  Daddy??

Here’s Joe lining up a putt.  When he sunk it, he did a little celebration chant:  “Winner, winner, chicken dinner!  Loser, loser, chicken boozer!”  No joke, he made that up himself!  Let’s hope he didn’t know what boozer meant.

They also spent a lot of time rinsing the balls in the 18th hole’s water hazard.  They thought it was so fun to ‘rescue’ the intentionally shanked balls.  Don’t fall in, Andrew!