Toddler Golf LessonsBeth Anne Ballance
I knew my husband was going to want our son to play golf. After all, he grew up on the course with his own father, spending every waking moment with a club in his hand. He said that one of his greatest moments in life was the first time he beat his dad in a round of golf and that he can’t wait for that moment for Harrison.
It started innocently – we’d let Harry pick up a toddler putter while we went through the golf store. Then we got him a set of plastic clubs to practice with at home. For the first few months, he showed ZERO interest and my husband was a little bit broken-hearted.
But then something flipped about three weeks ago and it is ALL GOLF, ALL THE TIME. With the weather staying warmer and the light lasting longer, my boys can be found every evening in our backyard, pitching lightweight practice balls across the backyard. Without a doubt, our little man is talented. He makes contact with the ball 90% of the time and it’s even getting airborn these days. He has started begging my husband to take him to the driving range on the weekends. And when it rains, the two of them curl up on the sofa and watch reruns of tournaments.
It’s golf madness at my house. (Hm, I suppose I should pick up my clubs and start practicing so I can keep up?)
My husband is now on the hunt for the perfect first set of clubs for Harrison. But he’s having a little issue because it seems that our boy is a left-handed golfer.
That’s okay, Harry. Phil Mickelson has done okay for himself as “Lefty.”
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