When I was a kid, I loved going to miniature golf. All the best birthday parties were at Golf-N-Stuff, the local mini golf course. I realized the other day that my kids had never gone mini-golfing before, so Mike and I took them, plus Annie’s best friend, E, out to my old mini golf stomping grounds.
After we arrived, Mike gave the kids a lesson on how to properly play.
At the next few holes, he continued to help the kids with their form.
It was a valiant instructional effort, but we quickly realized that the kids didn’t care about “proper form” at all. Because duh! When James said, “How ’bout I kick it?” and then knocked his ball down the green with his shoe, we were like, sure, how ’bout it. So we made up our own rules.
Instead of playing to the lowest score, we played to the highest. If you hit a ball into the hole and you were at par, you got 10 points. Under par got you 15 points. If you hit the ball while standing on one foot, extra point. Hit it between your legs? Extra point! Hit it while singing? TWO POINTS.
The kids got creative and funny, and it ended up being WAY more fun than if we’d played “normal” mini golf. Luckily, no one was behind us, so we were able to take as much time as we wanted. The best part was that they all got along. James absolutely adores E, and she’s very patient with him.
After the round of golf (where, funny enough, everyone ended up in a tie for first place) we let the kids eat pizza and ice cream sandwiches before turning them loose in the arcade. I had fun watching the girls play driving and dancing games, while Mike followed James around to every game that had something he could throw.
The best part? Both kids fell asleep as soon as we got home, allowing Mike and me to take naps as well! What a perfect Saturday.