We picked up Colin from work and headed over to the mini golf course. The kids played at breakneck speed, each just hitting the ball until it went it. They both did actually pretty well, sometimes only needing two strokes, sometimes a dozen. They thought that the ball going in the water hazards was hysterical.
After dinner at the Weathervane (Charlotte's choice, although all she ate was bread and chocolate milk), we came home and Skyped with Grandpa as Charlotte opened presents and blew out her candles.

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