First golf clubs.

I paid 75% of $5 for this little golf set at the end of summer last year.  I think it may just be the best dollar-twenty-five I've ever spent.  Hardin walked around with one of his clubs the entire hour and a half we spent outside in the beautiful 70s weather.

I forgot to mention yesterday Jason needed new golf shoes so he took H to the PGA Tour Superstore.  They met one of J's buddies there and evidently all three had a good ole time.  Jason let him run all over the indoor putting green chasing balls.  I have a feeling there will be many more daddy/Hardo trips to follow. 

And H definitely refers to himself as Hardo now.  I have tried to enunciate the N at the end, but he's not having any part of that.  Can't blame him really.  We all call him Hardo unless we are trying to get him to say Hardin.  It sounds more like are-dough.

Finally, today for the first time ever, someone sat down at my closing table, looked at the zillion pictures of H and Jason and said...  Wow, that boy looks just like his daddy.  While I wouldn't go so far to say he looks just like Jason, I just about stood up and hugged her neck.  Finally!  Someone sees what I see.  She said it's all in the eyes.  I agree.  Those are not my eyes. 

Trying to find the moon.  Love this face!

So much energy in every little step!