*****My excuse:   During some roughhousing, Barbara and I collided resulting in her glasses frame being bent and a lens falling out, so she is managing using her old glasses   AND  her computer is broken and must go to the shop.  She is trying to use her parents computer.  Both of these things are her excuse for our being behind of the blog.  She hopes to spend today getting caught up.*****

I woke up at Mimz home.  Guess what we played?   Fireman, of course!

We ate lunch with Big Mason's family at a sports bar.  And we went to Academy to buy me a new pair of size 12 tie shoes.  Next thing I need to do is learn to tie shoe laces.  And while we were there Mimz bought me a golf glove.  I am sure a lucky boy.

When we got home Daddy and I played golf in the cul-de-sac with whiffle balls.