The other day I was SO caught up in the mini MacKenzie drama that I forgot to tell you about my weekend!!
On Saturday my dad was all like, “We need a family fun day!” And then he suggested mini golf.
I LOVE mini golf!! Seriously, if mini golf was an Olympic sport, I could TOTALLY win the gold.
My Dad’s really into it, too, but in a different way than I am. I mean, he’s super serious about it.
He’ll stand there lining up the shot for a good 10 minutes. Sometimes he’ll start to swing and then stop before he hits the ball so he can step back and look at the hole again….even though it’s like, eight feet away!
And I’m pretty sure he’d ride one of those little golf carts the ten feet between holes if he could. He’s SUCH a hardcore golfer!!
The day was a lot of fun, even though Brianna was her usually nutty self. Every time she got up to swing, she’d make a soft choking noise.
Then Mom would say, “Are you okay dear?”
And she’d say, “I am, but Miss Penelope’s not. I’m SMOTHERING her with this golf club! She can’t BREATHE!!”
See, that’s the thing about making your imaginary friend a part of your hand. It’s super hard to do stuff…almost EVERYTHING requires the use of your hands!
She should totally have made Miss Penelope a foot friend. Think about it…when’s the last time you ate, wrote, or held sporting equipment with your feet? I rest my case!
Other than Brianna’s dramatics, the day went pretty smoothly! We played two games, and I won the second one. Guess who won the first one….yup, Dad!
I kind of let him win that one. If he lost, we’d NEVER hear the end of it!
After we finished the games, we decided to get some ice cream. Mini golf and ice cream are like baseball games and hot dogs…they pretty much HAVE to go together!
We were sitting on this picnic bench eating our ice cream together. I got cookie dough (mmmm…cookie dough…), Dad got pistachio, and Mom and Brianna both got chocolate.
Within three seconds, Brianna had chocolate ice cream EVERYWHERE. Don’t ask me how, but she had it dripping down the side of her head.
No one really saw what happened, but she said Miss Penelope did it. (See…that wouldn’t have happened if Miss Penelope were safely nestled in her shoe!)
Mom told Dad to hurry up and get some napkins so she could clean Brianna off.
The ice cream counter wasn’t that far away, but for some reason Dad took SUPER long!
Mom was getting totally anxious…she can’t stand to see a mess for too long! So she told me to run and get some napkins. We figured Dad must have gone to the bathroom or something.
When I got up to the counter, I saw my Dad with his back to me, so I decided to run up and jump on him. I don’t know why…I guess I was just in a good mood from winning!
I ran pretty hard and leaped onto him like he was going to give me a piggy-back ride.
That’s when I noticed…it WASN’T Dad! It was this other guy who was wearing the same shirt.
OMG it was so embarrassing! I was just like, “Um sorry. You look just like my Dad!”
Then I ran back without the napkins!
Good thing my Dad had already come back with them or my mom would have FREAKED.
About two minutes later, that guy sat down at the picnic table RIGHT next to us with his family.
Thankfully we didn’t have to stay too long. Mom was like, “I need to get Brianna into a tub ASAP!”
It was a super fun day, except for the end! I hope we do something fun this weekend, too. Do YOU have any fun plans?
