ike & lefty

Ooh lay, oh lay, oh lay, oh lay...

2010-12-16T12:51:00.010-07:00

Can you guess who I was for Halloween this year?

Some people thought I looked more like this guy below.

I was going more for Kyle Beckerman than Leo the Lion. Duhhhhhhh!!

Life Is An Hourglass

2010-10-14T15:26:00.001-06:00

The Clark Day Spa

2010-07-14T14:11:00.003-06:00

Lefty & Mommy get some well-deserved pampering at the Clark Day Spa...

Len & Larry...

2010-07-14T13:50:00.005-06:00

Batman and Robin [aka my cousins Lennon & Larry] came to visit this summer. We had a superhero sleepover. Pops was the Joker. I shot webs out of my wrists at him, Lennon scorched him with devastating laser beams shot from his eyes, while Larry watched the carnage from the background and pleasantly giggled.

The Graduate...

2010-07-14T13:08:00.013-06:00

Lookout labor force, Lefty graduated preschool. I emerge from the scholastic world ready to single-handedly punch out the recession with the power of my productivity!!!

Here are some shots of me at my graduation ceremony:

Go deeeeeeep...

2010-04-14T13:33:00.001-06:00

Call Levar Burton - somebody can read!!!

2010-04-13T22:16:00.004-06:00

Saturday Night

2010-04-06T10:10:00.001-06:00

Saturday night I'm gonna be here watching some "Beautiful Game" with Mom & Pops and my Auntie Amy & Uncle Kevin.

Maybe Javi Morales will provide us some of his patented footy fireworks...

And by the way, he's not just a fantastic finisher – he's also pretty funny, as you'll see in this video [which I make Pops play for me all the time because "that guy talks so funny!"]

FHE

2010-04-05T20:16:00.000-06:00

The other night I sang the closing song for Family Home Evening. Here [as closely as Pops could type it] is how my song went:

How could the Father tell the world,
In a land called Eden,
Adam helped the golf course grow,
And the Americans in space,
With the aliens and the robots,
Called to pinch their biscuits,
Their biscuits were stinky,
And they smelled their descendants,
In the latter days.
The astronauts and the aliens,
They know the way.

Hearts were touched and testimonies strengthened cause my song really invited the Spirit in.

Guess who I'm gonna meet?

2010-03-13T06:07:00.000-07:00

This Tuesday at noon I'll be hanging with my homeboy at Olympic Oval in Kearns.

What do you think: should I wear my blue short track speed skating suit / footie pajamas, Lightning McQueen helmet, and Fisher Price inline skates?

I just might...

Fever...

2010-03-06T00:17:00.000-07:00

So, my RSV is gone, I'm home from the hospital, and I'm not on oxygen anymore. Still, no clean bill of health yet...I've caught Olympic Fever. I watched all the action and recreated it in our family room: bobsledding, downhill and cross country skiing, snowboarding, skicross, luge – you name it, I did it. And I picked up a few heroes along the way:

Ryan Miller - USA hockey goalie

Shani Davis - USA long track speed skater

J.R. Celski - USA short track speed skater

Louie Vito - USA snowboarder

Shaun "Flying Tomato" White - USA snowboarder

My favorite, though, was this guy: Apolo. Anton. Ohno!

I watched each of his races, and then reenacted them, copying his style as I "skated" my way around and around our leather ottoman coffee table.

Problem was, short track speed skating doesn't really work on carpet, so I convinced Mom and Pops to let me try the real thing.

My skates

Watching the Zamboni

The Zamboni

Sweaty and happy

RSV...

2010-02-10T21:35:00.000-07:00

RSV stands for Really. Sucky. Virus. I'll tell you all more about it when I'm feeling a little bit better....

Tiger, you're fired...

2009-12-12T12:24:00.001-07:00

The recession has hit the Lefty Blog. Unfortunately, I've had to give Tiger Woods, formerly My Main Man, the pink slip.

We here at Lefty are pleased to announce, though, that the recently vacated position has already been filled. It is with great pleasure that I introduce to you all my new Main Man, 5 foot 6 inch Division One College Football Star [and BYU Cougar, of course] Brian Logan.

Mr. Logan is number one among all division one college cornerbacks in passes defended this season, despite his diminutive size. That takes heart, my friends, and for that we love him and think that you will, too.

Trick or treat

2009-11-01T17:09:00.000-07:00

For Halloween, I decided to be Dash from The Incredibles.

I went trick-or-treating with Auntie Amy & Uncle Kevin's nieces.

Catch me if you can, Mommy!

Happy Halloween!

Aspen Grove

2009-11-01T16:30:00.000-07:00

With Grandma and Grandpa back from their mission in Spokane, the Clark Clan got together in August at Aspen Grove family camp. [Pops here – Best. Place. In. The. World. Ever. They take your kids on adventures and activities all day so the parents can all have fun and relax together. I highly recommend it].

Aspen Grove is nestled in a canyon on the backside of Mt. Timponogas, just north of Sundance Ski Resort. The view there is all right.

This is Cowboy Village. I kept the peace, brought some desperados to justice, and shot up a few gun fighters in there.

I also engineered the locomotive.

When the Clarks get together, every day a dance party spontaneously erupts.

I didn't much care for the Friday night program. They tried to make me sing. That's not how I roll.

This is me with my "Trompers" group headed to the pool.

Everyone got to ride a bit:
I rode "Lightning."

My Aunties rode "Swayback."

My Uncle Aaron rode..."Burrito."

Here's Pops finishing the ropes course.

We rocked Rock Band on the extra huge projection screen.

I rocked the drums so hard I made Olivia cry.

Here's Pops with my Aunties & Uncle.

Picture Perfect

2009-10-31T16:02:00.000-06:00

Eat your heart out Grandmas

The Big 4 Extravaganza!!!

2009-09-01T12:44:00.000-06:00

Coming Soon: Birthday Party Report...

2009-08-22T00:19:00.001-06:00

Bedtime at Lefty's House

2009-07-29T09:35:00.000-06:00

Before bed, I like Pops to serenade me with tales of BYU legends past.

If after a while I just can't drift off, Pops will give me the media guide so I can lull myself to sleep by reviewing BYU's defensive statistics for the last ten years. Jason Buck, man – that dude could play. Well, good night everybody!

TONY Awards

2009-06-07T21:19:00.000-06:00

I was positively inspired by the TONY Awards tonight.

My 30 seconds of fame...

2009-06-04T19:45:00.000-06:00

Jake Heaps, the number one high school quarterback in the nation, committed to BYU today during a press conference in Salt Lake. At the urging of Jake's older sister, I interrupted one of Jake's interviews with members of the local press and had a little chat with the newest BYU Cougar.

Here's Jake in action:

Memorial Day at Camp Floyd

2009-05-29T17:43:00.000-06:00

On Memorial Day Mom & Pops & I went to Camp Floyd to see some Civil War reenactors, explore a period encampment, and tour a museum about the camp and the Pony Express mail service that used it as a stop along its route to the west coast. Aunt Amy & Uncle Kevin met us there.

As you can see, we had fun.

Here's me investigating the encampment and looking very military in my Union soldier kepi hat.

I don't know why all those Civil War soldiers complained in their diaries about cramped conditions – their tents seem very roomy and spacious to me.

Here's a stage coach. I brought home a "special smeared & smelly souvenir" from those horses on my shoes and my pants, much to Mom & Pops' dismay.

This game is appropriately called "Ball in Cup." Below you'll find a demonstration of how you play.

"Ball in Cup" in action.

In this series of pictures, Pops gets to inspect . . .

load . . .

and fire an authentic replica Civil War-era 1861 Springfield rifled musket.

All in all, it was a great day. If you have a couple of days to spare, ask me about Camp Floyd – I'll talk your ear off.

Lefty Clark – Stadium Designer [cont.]

2009-05-12T14:04:00.001-06:00

Lefty's Pops here again –
This time our little architect built a football stadium [and then tried it out a little bit].

Lefty Clark – Stadium Designer

2009-05-12T13:53:00.000-06:00

Lefty's Pops here –
The other day Lefty tugged at my hand and said he wanted to show me his baseball stadium. Wondering how and where he keeps one of those in the house, I pulled my face out of my textbooks and lecture notes and got down on the floor with him, where he showed me this:

Here Lefty points out the pitcher's mound.

Box-Head

2009-05-12T13:45:00.000-06:00

This is a new game I like to play. I call it "The Box-Head Game."

Fashion Week

2009-05-12T13:37:00.000-06:00

It's Fashion Week here at the Lefty household. I managed to get my new line done just in time.
Have a look.

I call the new line "Legwarmers and Deckshoes: Dancing the Night Away on My Luxury Yacht."

Happy Easter!

2009-04-25T14:46:00.001-06:00

Ooooh Yeah!

I like to eat my treats as I go. Why wait?

There's another one!!!!

Easter Egg Painting

2009-04-25T14:32:00.000-06:00

Do you like my technique?

We had every color of the rainbow.

This is my Dad's.

This is my Mom's.

Can you guess which ones are mine?

Choo Choo! All Aboard!

2009-04-25T14:20:00.000-06:00

Check out my new train set. I could play with it for hours.

Thanks Mom and Dad!

Honing my photography skills

2009-04-25T14:09:00.000-06:00

Okay...so how does this work exactly?

Say cheese!

I knew I could do it.

Super Excited For This!!!

2009-03-25T19:58:00.000-06:00

New loves . . .

2009-03-03T09:32:00.001-07:00

For my Auntie Jess & Uncle Aaron . . .

2009-02-28T21:48:00.001-07:00

My Auntie Jessica and Uncle Aaron got me an awesome digital camera for kids made by Little Tykes. They requested some photography. Here, for them, and for you all, are some of my latest:

Gooooooo Cougars!!!

2009-02-28T21:06:00.000-07:00

I am ready to play...put me in coach!

Sledding at Rock Canyon

2009-02-28T20:48:00.000-07:00

Me and my pops getting ready for a fast ride

Opening the Loot . . .

2008-12-26T16:41:00.000-07:00

Stocking stuffers made of chocolate – my favoritest.

Get this dang paper off!!!

A Santa book! Thanks Gramma Wever!

The coolest Lightning McQueen ever!!! Again, thanks Gramma Wever!

Vroom vroom!!! Eat my exhaust, people!

Playing with my new Cars big block legos.

Here they are all set up.

The coolest jungle set ever!!!

This thing does all kinds of cool stuff.

"Grant, Grant, Grant of the Jungle."

The post-presents Christmas tree.

The aftermath.

Singing Christmas Hymns in My New Christmas Jammies . . .

2008-12-26T16:33:00.001-07:00

Trying to find a song that suits my range.

Still looking.

A song that fits my range is found, and I can finally belt out some hot notes that express my inner sense of Christmas Spirit.

Santa's Christmas Cookie Workshop [I guess that makes me an elf] . . .

2008-12-26T16:27:00.001-07:00

Playing in the snow . . .

2008-12-26T16:18:00.001-07:00

This is the shield Mom & I used to protect ourselves from Pops' blazing fast snowball missiles.

Pops is coming, armed with snowballs – I'm getting the heck outta here.

Making some snowballs of my own for throwing at Pops.

Pops is coming again – run away!!!

Pops missed. I am victorious!!!

Play Pals . . .

2008-12-11T12:52:00.001-07:00

Today I recited – every 5 minutes – to my pops a list of the people I wanna play with today. They are, in no particular order:

Thane

Lennon

Uncle "Stadium" [Ry] & Brenley

Auntie Amy & Auntie Ali

Evan, Uncle Kip, & Uncle Jon

Uncle Tito & Auntie Holly

So...everyone call your travel agents and get over here cause I have lots of fun on the agenda.

For Grandma Clark . . .

2008-11-11T16:22:00.000-07:00

Pops was trying to explain my favorite show to my Spokane Gramma. To help her better understand – and for her viewing pleasure – I present the following:

More Halloween Photos . . .

2008-11-09T21:04:00.000-07:00

After trick-or-treating, I decided it was time to burn off some the candy by playing in the leaves on our front lawn.

So I enlisted Pops to help me build a big ol' pile . . .

. . . and then I dove in it.

Eventually, I had to come up for air.

Then Pops threw more leaves on me.

Happy Halloween!

2008-10-31T22:00:00.001-06:00

Dino Grant

Very excited to knock some doors

Trick or Treat!

He teamed up with his pal Carter (the tiger) grrrrrrrr

They were pros. One would say cute things to distract the homeowner while the other robbed them blind.

Pumpkin Carving at our House

2008-10-31T21:53:00.000-06:00

Ali & Jonny Come to Visit

2008-10-14T20:17:00.000-06:00

A clarification...

2008-08-18T00:37:00.000-06:00

I mentioned in a previous post that Evan may have overtaken Lennon in the race to become my favorite cousin. I should have explained that I meant Wever cousin. We at "Lefty" regret the oversight and apologize.

To clarify further:
On the Clark side, while no particular cousin holds the lead, it would be hard to outdo this little loved one.

Guess who's 3? Meeeee!!!

2008-08-07T16:02:00.000-06:00

Hello again, everyone! Sorry for the lack of posts lately. It has been a whirlwind month, so getting a post done has been a little difficult, especially when my Publicist/Pops is busy getting all ready for school to start up again and trying at the same time to stay abreast of all the information coming out of the BYU football fall camp. I managed to pull him away from the meetings with advisors and the football reports to generate some blog content that I've dictated. Now that he's free, here's what I've been up to...

My birthday was in July. That's right, I'm a Leo;......Roar. To commemorate the cornucopia of joy that was the day of my birth, we decided to head out to California and immerse ourselves in Wever-ness. For me, presents are great, but the best part of birthdays is being with family.

This picture is a good demonstration of that fact. Don't be fooled – I'm not mad here, despite the lemony face. I merely love hanging with my great grandma Wever so much that it hurts.

I also got to see my Auntie Ali and Uncle Jon. It's great that they are so close now and I can see them more often. Ali is training these days for a half marathon, but she slowed down enough that I could snap a quick photo here of her with my Mom. I tried to snap one of Uncle Jon, but he is a little more elusive...

In this shot, I am on my favorite perch watching Lightning McQueen tear up the track in Cars. I love that movie normally, but watching it on a big screen with my Uncle Kip is the best.

I got to play some computer games with my cousin Evan. I made sure not to give Evan a free second while I was in California. I followed him around constantly with calls of "Come here, Evan! Come here, Evan! Come here, Evan!!!" Lennon better step up his game, cause I think Evan's edging him out for the spot of favorite cousin.

As part of the birthday festivities, Mom & Pops and Grandpa took Evan & I to Pixie Playland. That place is straight dope. Here's me riding the carousel. At first, I was a little nervous...

Then the horses got movin'.

After my initial hesitation, I realized that the carousel is awesome.

I shared my unbridled giddiness about the carousel with my Pops.

Then we rode the train, which was, of course, highly scenic.

After seeing Pixie Playland by rail, I decided I wanted to see it by air.

And, finally, by car.

After a quick nap (that, unmercifully for my parents, included no sleeping), it was time to really party. This shot captures my joy upon seeing Grandma Wever's epic-scale decorations. The Wall-E theme was a perfect choice.

Initially, Grandma's spread included a bounteous feast of summer salads, but after Mom got involved, we were sadly left one potato salad short of bounteous. A feast bereft of potato salad = bummer. Oh well.

The aftermath.

This was my cake. That picture on top – you can eat it.

Maybe it was the thought of eating something so awesome that got me down. The best things are fleeting, I guess.

The prospect of opening a king's ransom of loot and booty, however, pulled me out of my momentary dumps.

Thank you, Grandma, for my awesomest Wall-E amazing squawking electronic machine. Lovin' it.

And for my Kawasaki. Biker gang, Lennon?

Just when I thought it couldn't possibly get any better, I found myself the recipient of the coolest Cars big-block race track set ever. Hours of enjoyment ensued.

Sadly, all great things must come to an end, my California birthday adventure being no exception. I was comforted, however, by the knowledge that the trip home would be filled with Pixar movies, thanks to Grandma & Grandpa Wever...

Busy Lefty...

2008-08-01T08:50:00.000-06:00

Check it: summertime when you're 3 years old is crazy busy!!! Don't fret, though – new posts with loads of content are in production and should drop soon (if my editor/dad would get his booty in gear). Until then, let this whet your appetite:

Las Vegas, baby...

2008-07-08T13:25:00.000-06:00

So, last week Mom and Pops and I made our way down to the Land of Luck for my cousin Lennon's birthday. The city of Las Vegas and the residents of Summerlin were nice enough to provide fireworks. Not for Uncle Sam, but for Cousin Lennon. Seriously.
Either way, I got a little festive and wanted to join in the pyrotechnic fantasticness. Here are some shots of me with my "spawkaluhs":

These next shots are of the Kawasaki I got for Lennon. I'm not sure who was more excited about it – me, or Lennon...

This is how we get our "swimmeen" on. The first video is of my Mom channeling Mike Tyson (high pitched squeels, flurries of vicious blows, & plenty of family violence...) in a chicken fight with my Auntie Holly. The second is of Yours Truly getting my stroke ready for Beijing (watch your back Michael Phelps).

Camping: Day 2...

2008-06-30T16:12:00.000-06:00

Daddy and I tossing rocks in the river.

Twins, according to Mommy. You gotta admit, I've got the age AND the beauty.

I got a little sleepy on the way down.

Overall, camping is pretty dope.

Speedy hiker / Sleepy hiker

2008-06-30T15:53:00.000-06:00

I pretty much rocked it on the way up...then lost it on the way down.

Camping: Day 1...

2008-06-30T15:15:00.000-06:00

I was pretty excited to get out in the great outdoors. I especially loved the fact that our campsite got invaded by a "plague of Egypt"-scale infestation of caterpillars.

Here's a shot of Daddy and I roasting marshmallows. My roasting stick was disturbingly short and disappointingly void of marshmallows, but Dad assured me that it was for safety's sake.

Happy campers.
It got pretty cold that night. As the temperature dropped, so did the happiness level. Seeing my Dad's distress at being left without a sleeping bag, I made sure to wake up every hour on the hour, hand him a corner of my snuggly blanket, and say "Here's your blanket, Daddy."
This is Dad here. True story – he really did. Let the record show that when it counts, Grant is really good at sharing.

On Saturday we hiked two miles up Mt. Timpanogos to a waterfall overlooking Sundance Resort. I hiked all two miles by myself, with no help from anyone...and led the way by a considerable margin, thank you very much.
This is the view at one point along the trail. Despite my Dad informing me that the pretty green grassy areas on the hill were in fact ski runs, I insisted they were a golf course...a really steep alpine golf course complete with fairway moguls and chairlifts instead of golf carts.

This is Stuart Falls. It was very very wet and very very cold and very very excellent for throwing rocks into.

Auntie Ali and blog security...

2008-06-27T13:29:00.000-06:00

My staff just brought to my attention the fact that I've been

– PUT ON NOTICE –

by my Auntie Ali for breaching her blog's tangled web of security and releasing its content to her adoring Wever public before she was ready to have them see it. Come on Ali – I'm 35 months old. Like I could even do that. ;)
So, I plead innocent, and, beyond that, exercise my right to remain silent. I will say, though, that people who put up blogs should expect them to be read by – and discussed among – family, friends, and fans. Perhaps next time Auntie Ali should hire some tougher security if her intent is to put stuff out there in the public domain for only herself to enjoy.

Until then, I will read and share whatever she has to say because

I love her and miss her!
The world needs more Ali & Jon, anyway.

Tiger sporting the "Super G" shirt...

2008-06-26T00:25:00.000-06:00

So...who's a fan of who?

Dad got me golf shoes...

2008-06-26T00:22:00.000-06:00

I'll post pics of me sporting these on the links in a few days...

A little practice on the range...

2008-06-17T20:22:00.000-06:00

This is what we do everyday.

If you were stuck this weekend without tv in Outer Mongolia...

2008-06-16T21:41:00.001-06:00

If you were stuck this weekend without tv in Outer Mongolia, you missed the best US Open in its 100+ year history. In one of the grittiest performances ever, Tiger fought off a determined, yet unlikely challenger, Rocco Mediate, just weeks after serious knee surgery to win America's national championship. I watched all 5 days (91 holes!!!) with my Dad. Awesome.
In perhaps a bit of self-indulgent & self-promoting prophecy, I spent the 5 hours after the tournament ended informing anyone that crossed my path that "I'm Tiger Woods." Yeah, yeah. I know what you're thinking, and in a way, you're right, but in another way, I'm right. I may not be Tiger Woods . . . . . . . . . . . . . . YET.

Look what I can do...

2008-06-16T21:30:00.000-06:00

Apparently you have to be potty-trained to play on the PGA tour, so rather than working on hitting more fairways and improving my greens-in-regulation percentage, I'm honing my aim to hit the potty.

Grant kabob, anyone?

2008-06-16T21:25:00.000-06:00

I can be saucy sometimes...

Who's gonna eat who...?

2008-06-16T21:20:00.000-06:00

After some tentative investigation, I decided I like shark cupcakes and plunged in.

Hello again...

2008-06-16T21:10:00.000-06:00

Sorry for the lack of postings. What can I say? The life of a 2-year-old is a busy one. You have my word that there will be more posted by bathtime tonight. Until then, read my old posts and ponder about how devastatingly cute I am.

Crazy for WALL-E...

2008-06-10T21:23:00.000-06:00

06.27.08
Who's with me?!

Mmmm. Sticky goodness...

2008-05-30T21:41:00.000-06:00

Just about every day I like to pause and take the time to rock a peanut butter & jelly sandwich. Don't let my straight face fool you – I love the PBJ. The serious face is merely to demonstrate the seriousness of my love.

Everybody: meet Duck...

2008-05-30T21:03:00.001-06:00

I loooove this duckyMost people say "That duck is ragged." Daddy says "That duck smells." Mommy says "That duck is embarassingly dirty." Well. I say "Y'all better shut it, punks – that's my friend you're sass-mouthin." I really don't see how anyone could have a problem with him – he's the best.
Because he is so straight up boss, I spend most of my time snuggling him.
But even though his superfragicality can't be denied, he still has to be furiously wrestled every now and then (note the blur of crazy moves – that's how fast I bring the pain).

For Grandma & Grandpa Wever...

2008-05-30T20:38:00.000-06:00

"I'm so glad we picked you..."

2008-05-25T22:38:00.000-06:00

So, my pops' cousin, Tara (who works on one of my favorite shows, "Yo Gabba Gabba!") was on Ellen the other day. I think she was a little excited. So were we when we watched it.

My man Phil wins another...

2008-05-25T19:43:00.000-06:00

As I'm sure you're all aware, the other Lefty won the Colonial today. Pops and I watched each and every round. So, of course, when today rolled around, I demanded that we turn on CBS first thing upon arriving home from church so I could catch the final round. I didn't even stop to change out of my itchy-scratchy church clothes. Pops and I watched as Phil started with the lead, then lost it, then snatched it back again in dramatic fashion from out of the trees on the 18th to eek out the win. What can I say about us Lefties? For some reason we're blessed with the uber-trifecta: devastating good looks, a dash of distinguished pot belly, and mad golf skills.

Everybody: this is one of my favorite shows...

2008-05-20T23:04:00.000-06:00

I love this show. There's nothing like learning how to beatbox from a large man with a speech impediment. Plus, the old-school hiphop vibe that the show projects really enhances my street cred.
My Dad snickers and accuses me of "not being there" in the 80's when the coolness was really droppin "for the first time." Whatever, pops. Like you were ghetto-blastin' the TRIBE on your way to 3rd grade at that upper-middle-class, 99% white, 100% geekedy elementary school with the name that sounded like a country club. Any cred you claim is just Pampers (ie: full of doo doo) if you graduated 5th grade from "The Primary Academy at The Links on Kensington upon Avon." Ghetto blast that, and turn up my jams -- I can't hear Q-Tip.

New blog alert...

2008-05-19T09:10:00.000-06:00

Heads up, everyone. My auntie Ali and uncle Jon have a new blog. Don't worry, it's safe to check it out - their stingers have been removed.

The wind beneath my wings...

2008-05-19T08:37:00.000-06:00

My cousin Lennon has been learning some serious little waterman skills. After seeing his pool prowess in some pictures on his blog, I got inspired. I told my Mom, "Emily, no more of this baby stuff. Let's get down to some serious water bidness." She obliged (as the adults in my home always do when I bark orders). The picture above illustrates the fruits of my efforts. Don't let the 3 inches of water fool you...I'm totally floating.

Buds...

2008-05-18T19:12:00.000-06:00

This is my cousin Lennon. He came to visit recently. I like it when he comes because I get to see how much I have NOT grown over the months that have passed since his last visit.
Lennon, it's okay that you're almost bigger than me. I'll be the brains and you can be the brawn.

Toy Story sleepover...

2008-05-17T21:59:00.000-06:00

A couple of weeks ago my best buddy Carter came over and watched Toy Story with me. We got to stay up WAAAY past our bedtime. I guess when you're this cute, you can pretty much get your way whenever you want.

Lefty on the links (continued)...

2008-05-17T21:50:00.000-06:00

Lefty on the links...

2008-05-17T19:50:00.000-06:00

My awesome Dad took me to the ACTUAL golf course today where I made a plethora of 2-inch putts with my "TaylorMade Toddler 5/6 Iron." So, y'all can tell Sergio that if he ever wants some putting instruction, my schedule is free but my lessons ain't.