freckle nose kid

Earlier this fall I was home for a weekend and naturally my dad took us all mini-golfing. This picture was in the mini-golf place and it really made me laugh. But anyways, golf is just his thing. It's what he does. My dad is a teacher so in the summertime when he is off from school, he golfs all the time. He golfs with his friends and he has for, I don't know, well over 25 years. Such dedication! I'm surprised that after all this time he hasn't become bored with golf. I'm five hours away and it's pretty COLD in Syracuse so I am now wondering how cold it is at home and if this Sunday morning the golf course will greet my father or not. He was always so bummed in the winter when he couldn't golf! When I was little I would be sound-asleep on early Sunday morning's as dad left to go golfing, but I would feel him come into my room and kiss my nose before he left. I have this tiny little freckle on my nose that was supposedly my dad's golfing good luck charm. I don't think he is even very good at golf or that I ever gave him luck, but it's still cute nonetheless. I like that he is still so excited by golfing with his friends and wonder if in 25 years I'll be as consistent and loyal to my pastimes.