Tonight when the humidity finally died down we tried headed to the driving range! My dad, me, Brode, and our neighor Blake (that Brode loves, admires, and plays with all the time) all packed up our clubs to get some practice (or entertainment from Brode). Brode did pretty well once he knew the rules of staying off the range, no running on the green, etc. He got some great shots in as well!

Teeing it up...

Lining up the shot...

Adjusting his grip...

A few of his shots... my favorite is the first video he wathes the ball and walks away saying "That works". He was watching everything we were doing and Grandpa said that often.

We did attempt the putting as well, but Brode always wanted to hit it at the farthest flag away!

 I caught the people around us laughing several times. I'm not sure if it was the fact that my two year old has nice, left-handed clubs that are the perfect size for him in a carrying bag, his expressions like "Great shot, grandpa you're doing great!", or the three of us standing behind him saying "spread your feet apart, keep them on the ground, don't take such a big backswing, etc". We couldn't help it, he just has a natural instinct to pick it all up and really listens.