Good morning, it is Wednesday.
Yesterday around noon Preston wanted to know if I wanted to go golfing. I think I said "no", followed by something in the line of, "unless you can get Lillie to be your caddie." Within about 20 seconds he had somehow convinced Lillie that golfing was what she wanted to be doing. Maybe it was the box of candy? Hmm. As it turned out, Lillie was not interested in being a caddie, she wanted to golf. So I pulled down her old golf clubs, which were her size last summer, and now are way too small...then put together a new set of clubs for her to use from my vast inventory of golf clubs and we were off.
See you tomorrow.