Summer Milestones

This article, entitled "Summer Milestones" comes from Jen Lennon, MomsEveryday blogger from Southern Colorado.

Ah, the waning days of summer. The evenings get cooler, the school supplies are bundled with care and we take time as parents to reflect on the milestones our children have achieved in the eighty or so days of school-free bliss.

Riding a bike without the training wheels, swimming the length of the pool, staying overnight at camp. Big steps along the path of growing up. My family hit a huge milestone just last week: A successful trip to the mini-golf course!

Yes, you read that right: put-put perfection! For those of you who have never ventured out to the wind-milled, Astroturf of shattered familial dreams…stop reading now…this won’t make any sense. But for those of you who had idyllic visions of family harmony whacking tiny balls through a dinosaur’s belly, you are the people who will appreciate the triumph of the Lennon clan.

Here are the details of what DIDN’T transpire in all their magnificent glory:

  • No one smacked, tripped or poked anyone with a golf club.

  • No one ruined a pair of sneakers by wading into the water hazards because of heat exhaustion or pure curiosity.

  • No one had to go to the bathroom right after hole nine thereby disrupting the entire playing field of golfers.

  • No one employed the NHL rules of putting by which you continuously whack at the ball until it goes in the hole making scoring a complete impossibility.

  • No one had a melt-down because the maximum 6 stroke rule had to be implemented repeatedly…and by no one I mean the youngest of my offspring who always manages to be on the short of these family outing displays of athleticism purely due to her age.

  • No one lost a ball in any of the 50 year old architectural wonders of the course including the Eiffel Tower, Egyptian Pyramid or gargantuan whale’s mouth.

  • Everyone had a hole-in-one. No joke! So we didn’t have any arguments about who deserved to use the free game coupons next time and who was bound for PGA fame.

  • And finally, no one shed a tear when the ball disappeared never to be seen again on fateful hole 18.

We had done it! They all have reached the age of majority for mini golf and the stars aligned to give us the perfect family outing. Quite the milestone. I glanced around every so often at the families not quite there yet. “Hang on,” my knowing glance suggested. “You’ll make it one day.” Psst…turn around. Your kid just got stuck in the hippo.

About the Author...
Jen Lennon
Jen is the mother of two boys and a girl who keep her and her husband of 20 years busy driving from the theater to the hockey rink to the dance studio.
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