Today I took the kids to play mini golf. It was hot. I have been promising Saige and had intended for her and I to play while Rylan "helped" But we had to pay for him anyway, everyone that walks on the course has to pay whether they play or not, so we armed him with a golf club and gave him a blue ball and he thought it was Christmas. We didn't keep score but Saige did get a hole in one. I got hit with Rylan's club about 20 times. He was doing okay for the first three holes and then decided it was easier to just walk over and drop it in the hole by hand. That left more free time to swing his club into my leg. We didn't stop him, there were people behind us and we would have been there all day just letting them pass by. He liked fetching the balls back out of the holes. I didn't get there quick enough to take it at one point and he threw it in a bush for me. That was another 10 minutes trying to find it, finally the guy and his daughter behind us managed to get it out of there.
It's a pretty elaborate set-up, not the course itself, that is pretty easy but the things around it. There are waterfalls, statues of indians, boats, ships, giant turtles, dinosaurs, buffaloes, you name it, it's there. He was loving it, pointing and naming things having a good old time until we went around a corner and he saw the big dinosaur. It scared him to death. Bad mom that I am, I laughed at him, he isn't afraid of seemingly anything until today. I'm thinking of getting one for here at home to scare him into submission when necessary :) He went by the scary meat eating dinosaur with no problem but when he came face to face with the other one.... I wish I had my camera. I had to pick him up and take him to the next hole. He kept an eye on it for the rest of the time to be sure it wasn't getting him. Saige was no help telling him over and over to be good or the dinosaur will eat you. EVERY time he jumped and shrieked and check to be sure it was where it should be.

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Oh that poor baby! And poor you! At least he didn't hurt you bad. When Zaven was little he head-butted Scott and broke his nose.
Ouch poor Scott!
Today I read him Dinosaur Roar and he was running around roaring at us and the dogs, being a scary dinosaur.
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