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Golf in the family

A family friend once told us: Golf is a great game. But not for young parents. Simply because someone who is perpetually thinking about swings and pars and putters will be spending time on the golf range and green. Time which should be spent with the baby. 

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Ah, but it's too late for us! The golf bug has bitten Day's daddy in a BIG way. Funny thing is that it only bit after Day was born. So while most golfers cut down on golfing after their babies were born, it was the other way round for KK. 

Just how crazy is he? Let me list the ways: 

* He snapped up a full set of rather pricey golf clubs very soon after he started. 

* He goes to the driving range two, three times a week after dinner (and he usually does THREE baskets of balls which is a lot), leaving me to put Day to sleep. 

* He goes to the green to play 9 holes of golf every Saturday, which takes up half the day. 

* He just splashed out $999 for a package for 12 sessions of golf at Bintan within a year. The first time we went, we tagged along but instead of joining us after a full round of golf, he played ANOTHER round. Which meant he golfed from 10+ to 6 in the evening. 

* After dinner, he puts up his legs and switches on the TV to the golf channel EVERY NIGHT. Often, the golfers are still swinging away on TV even after he sleeps and I have to turn it off. 

* Next to the TV, the computer screen shows some golfing website. Right now, he is surfing the Internet to look for some device called a Broom Putter. 

* He asks me to help him to borrow golfing books from the library. This, from a man who has not borrowed a book from the library in years. 

* He is perpetually holding on to a golf club. Seriously. If not cleaning and scrubbing away to make it shiny, it's to practise The Swing or The Putt on a little patch of green. 

* Our couple time has included, on occasion, me caddying for him. Yes, it's so romantic how I was sweating and scurrying round the golf course lugging a heavy golf bag, polishing his clubs and picking up his balls on the green. 

* To get around my disapproving parents (who really think that young parents should not be playing golf) he has tried getting me to dangle down his clubs over the balcony or somehow camouflage the clubs so they don't see that he's going out to play golf. Hasn't worked. 

Do I resent it? Sometimes. But generally not. Not only because I'm super chin-chai and find it all a bit of a joke, he somehow manages to still spend lots of time with Day and shower heaps of love on the boy. 

On top of golf he's also preparing for a triathlon (requiring him to swim and run and cycle), still crazy about windsurfing (regularly hops onto the bicycle to scramble to the beach at the slightest hint of a storm) and soccer (luckily the EPL is not on now). 

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