Grandma took Owen golfing today. She is an excellent golfer; she even coaches golf. It was Owen's first time on a golf course. (Braden and I do not golf, though Braden may need to practice up for when he becomes a lawyer. Besides, can you imagine us taking our four children to the course for a leisurly game?!).
So my mom golfed and Owen rode/drove the golf cart and observed. She told me tonight that at the ninth hole he noticed the ball washer. (He must have been too busy looking at other things up until then, or just not very thirsty.) He asked her, "Grandma, how do you get a drink out of that drinking fountain?!"
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