Tuesday, August 24, 2010

The Tradition: Mini-Golf

(If you look closely, you can see the cross my brother shaved into his leg a few weeks ago... haha!)
We play miniature golf every year when we go up to the cabin. This year was no different. I'm terrible at golf. There was a challenge issued by my brother that he would win and beat my dad for once. My dad still won - just like every year. It was a fun day, like usual. Even though my sister continued to have a fourteen-year-old attitude like she's had all summer. At least she perked up enough to enjoy and be enthusiastic about faux facial hair...! But who wouldn't?

(Please note the almost identical expressions on my brother's and my faces. Priceless.)
Last few photos thanks to my lovely parents.

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