Blake had a moment of insanity and took the kids golfing Thursday. The kids love swinging their golf clubs and we had talked about him taking them to the golf course. I meant the driving range. Blake was thinking a golf cart and 18 holes. He's a brave soul, that one.
I'm told everyone had a good time and behaved according to golf course code. But apparently after the first couple of holes the kids would whine because they thought they were going home. Blake had to explain that just because they were done with the hole, they weren't leaving to go home. Just moving on to the next hole. Silly kids.
My favorite story of the day was about an elderly man that came up to the putting green to say hi to Blake and kids. He made some kind of remark about starting them early, and then nodded towards Griffin and said, "You've got a special one there, huh?" Blake and I try to be kind when people say things that maybe they shouldn't about Griffin. Although Griffin is special, both my kids are special and we don't want our adopted son to be pointed out and made to feel different. He'll feel that way enough as it is. But we try to be kind and patient with people who say stuff like that. So Blake says, "Well, they're both pretty special," and the man says, "Yes, but you've done a good thing there," and nodded at Griffin again. Blake said, "Oh, I don't know. You'll have to ask them in about 15 years!" The man then says, "No, you're doing a good thing. I was a special one. You're doing a good thing. You're a good man."
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