Off to the Driving Range

Ellie got golf clubs for Christmas, and Jason has been dying to take her to the driving range. When we had some free time and good weather, the whole family decided to tag along. Ellie looked adorable carrying her golf bag! As we walked up to clubhouse to get a bucket of balls, Ellie saw another little girl playing golf with her dad. The little girl had on a cute golf skirt, which Ellie immediately noticed, and so she said to Jason, "Dad, next time we come to play golf, you need to get me a cute golf skirt. Okay?" That's my girl.

We had a nice time hitting golf balls, for the first 5 minutes. But Ellie soon lost interest and played in the grass by the fountain or with Max, until Jason finished up the bucket of balls. The bucket was a large bucket, so Ellie was losing her patience by the end. By the time the bucket was finally empty, we were in melt down city. As we walked to the car, Ellie screamed, "I DON'T WANT TO GO HOME!" Even though she didn't want to play golf anymore either. Jason and I just put our heads down and quietly walked to the car, with our screaming daughter trailing behind us.

After we got in the car and started for home, we tried to talk to Ellie about her behavior, and how that is not how you act at the golf course. Jason said to her, "Ellie, if you act like that again, you're not going to be able to come to the golf course anymore." To which Ellie replied, "I don't want to come to the golf course anymore." I could almost hear Jason's heart breaking.

I'm happy to report, though, that there have been other trips to the driving range with Ellie, and she actually seems to enjoy it. Jason usually opts for the smaller bucket of balls now though.

Happy Easter

It has been way too long since I've updated the blog. Please forgive me. Life has been busy and crazy around the Freed house. Since I always backdate the posts to the day the actual pictures were taken, it may be hard to tell that it has been so long since the last post, but believe me, it has been.

Ellie was relieved to wake up on Easter morning to find that the Easter bunny actually did visit while she slept. Of course the Easter bunny, like Santa Claus, only visits girls and boys that have been very good, and Ellie pulled through in the home stretch to up her "good" factor so she could get a visit from the big, furry guy. All kidding aside, Ellie is a sweet girl who tries her best to please her parents, but sometimes that urge to push her little brother down is just too much to bear.

We colored and dyed Easter eggs the evening before Easter. Laura, Nate, and Ella joined us and Gran and Papi at the Freed house this year, and we had a nice Easter day.

Max and Ellie enjoyed searching for their Easter baskets in the morning, and were thrilled with their new goodies. Everyone looked so cute in their Easter outfits, but unfortunately, the picture below is the best one we got. The lesson learned here is to take the family picture before church, because by the time you get home from church, there's not a lot of cooperation left in tired children.

We had to torture Max just a little longer in hopes that we could get at least one decent picture of him in his adorable duds, but he was having none of it.