Man alive, it’s hot around Ottawa these days. It’s a good thing that a few years back my body finally acclimatized to living here and I don’t mind the heat one bit (except for sleeping in the heat…not a fan!)
When I arrived home from the wedding in Perth, we decided to hit the road to the nearest mini-putt course! Mini-putt is the cat’s meow and we had a great time playing. Anne-Marie, Evan and I actually ended up in a three way tie by the time we hit the 18th hole so it was down to the wire….and of course I managed to squeak by and win the game.
Vero had an interesting time trying to putt with Sierra strapped to her. Strapping a baby is quite useful for the most part, unless you have to bend over and pick up a golf ball.
