If You Are Going to Play, Play Fair

Landon loves to play putt putt. We all know that if we go anywhere there is a miniature golf course, we are going to have to play it at some time or another or be harrassed by the little man. The thing about Landon is is that he is very competitive when it comes to sports in general and that includes putt putt. When we went to the beach in November of last year, I dominated the course. This really upset Landon. Not only to lose, but to lose to HIS MOTHER. This time, Landon wanted to play and he didn't care if there was a line to China and if the temperature was 105 degrees, he was going to play and win. It started off like usual, James in first, me, Landon then Logan. Logan has a hard time playing putt putt and texting at the same time, so of course his game is not what it use to be. I don't worry too much about James. Eventually all of his gloating about being in first place comes back to bite him in the butt and he starts missing the easy shots. I really wasn't trying to hard this time either. It was 10:30 at night, I was sleepy, sweating and plain irritated by waiting on this very slow group that was ahead of us. They acted like they had never been to a putt putt course before in their life. They took their time watching each other putt (all 8 of them) and then cheering if any of them made it in the hole at 3 putts. This was a par 2 course. I don't think they understood what that meant. Anyway, we played. James kept score. When he announced that he was still winning, Landon was a little perturbed. I think you can tell that in the first pic. The second pic shows just how over it Logan was. He was like me, he could have cared less and it was so darn hot. In that pic, James isn't smiling because he never smiles until the picture is over. He just can't get it timed right. The third pic is Landon and James adding up the score. Landon is the self profressed (and yeah, he is) math genius and just really didn't trust his dad's adding abilities. So he was double checking. Ended up James won, then Landon, then me and then Verizon Wireless' favorite customer. James was gloating, which was to be expected. We had a cure for that though. As soon as we got in the truck, Landon, Logan and I all high fived each other and announced that the "Plan" worked. James was confused, of course. We told him we let him win. We had planned on playing poorly just to let him have this one win. The gloating stopped. Just so you know, we didn't plan anything, but if it makes our poor loser self feel better and make James wonder about his win, it is so worth it.