New sport for the fall

I had told G only one sport at a time. Seemed like a good limit, so I'm not driving him all over town all week long.

So he says, last spring, "Don't sign me up for soccer this fall, mom. I don't want to do soccer.

"I want to do golf."

So, after the thinking-checkers-is-called-chess snafu we recently went through, I asked him, "What is golf?"

"Oh, it's the one where you have colored balls and have to hit the ball through animals and windmills and stuff."

moan...