...just Ben

Golf is overtaking my life, or at least my backyard. If I were a golfer, I would say it's a good thing. I'm not though. The muddy sand trap turned into muddy boys, a muddy slide on the playfort..and I lost it. Then I later saw mud on the walls as well as the carpet. Let's just say, not a quiet early evening at the Jordison household.

Jack always hated the fact that Ben's birthday was in November, not because he was born in November, only because he hated giving Ben a new bike when he couldn't ride it until spring. He thought that sucked for Ben, being a kid and all. Look at the shiny new bike...and that's about it. This summer Jack wanted to buy Ben a new bike, just because. I was married to a bike geek and I think the whole b-day bike thing chafed him, just like a long bike trip.

Ben informed me today he needs new golf clubs. Granted, he got his when he was six or seven and they are short. With his new passion, I gave him a choice. New bike or new clubs. I told him to think hard about his decision. Less than one minute..new clubs. We lost this one Jack:)

In my first blog I mentioned how I hated the new shoes I've been given to wear. It really didn't dawn on me until tonight, but I bet Ben hates his new shoes as well. He also had no choice on this one.

I know now, mud and all, it's not about me. It's about both of us...I love you baby boy.