Wednesday, May 29, 2013

Passing on Our Passions

When I met my husband, one of the first things I learned about him is his love for the game of golf. His first two jobs in high school and college were working on golf courses. He decided to go into the landscaping business because it meant working outdoors.
 
When we bought our house two years ago, one of the biggest selling factors was the close proximity to the golf course. We live close enough to walk to it.
 
I love passing on our passions to our children. For my husband, that's passing on his love for golf. Two Sundays ago, we took all four kiddos out to the driving range after church. We had a blast! Here are some pictures from our adventure.
 

Pulling everyone together while Dad got the clubs ready.

Walking to the golf course.

Leaving the club house.

Buying the range balls.

Yes, one of our boys wore his baseball cap. Came in handy
when he wacked himself with his club.

You can never start too young!

Giving pointers.

Showing our oldest the proper way to grip a club.
Daddy showing how it's done.
He figured out how to balance his club on his shoulders.
What passion do you enjoy sharing with your children? What did you parents share with you?

9 comments:

  1. This is great fun Gabrielle. My daughter is home from her first year of college last week. She informed me she's finally interested in learning to cook! She has a list--omelets, chili, stir-fry, egg sandwiches, and strawberry jam! :)
    Cooking, gardening, and preserving food are just a few for me. I hope to pass on my love of history and genealogy as well--not to mention writing!

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    1. Ooooo, I wish I had someone to pass on the love of cooking to me. :) My mom passed on many wonderful things, but cooking was not among them. Have fun teaching your daughter these fine arts!

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  2. I used to spend hours in the yard picking weeds with my dad or chopping wood in the winter. My mom also passed on a love of creating--it really doesn't matter what, but working on a project was big for her. And now me.

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    1. Isn't it amazing what we remember? Sometimes we have more memories of the work we did with our parents, in a good way, than we do the times we played together. I remember helping my dad remodel our home and sitting up with him very late at night as he wallpapered. That skill has come in handy many times in my life. :)

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  3. Oh, that's adorable! One of my mom's passions was reaching out to people and encouraging them. She'd make crafts and give gifts to people all the time. I remember her telling me that kindness was something to always strive for, because you never know what someone else is going through. I loved that about her and it's something I try to do too (though I'm not crafty, I try to find ways to encourage others, whether through a meal, babysitting, a gift, etc.).

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    1. Your mom was right, Lindsay. We never know when our kindness is going to be a blessing. Not only is it fun for the person who receives it, it's fun for the one who gives. And, you can babysit for me any time! :) I wish...

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  4. My mom shared her love of reading with me. My dad shared his love of outdoor work with me. I don't actually get to do much outdoor work these days, but I love days when I can drive home and help dad around their little acreage.

    And both my parents are passionate about our family, gathering all together, laughing and playing games...that, along with faith, is probably the biggest thing they've passed on!

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    1. Your family sounds a lot like mine, Melissa. My dad loved working outside (although he was also handy inside, too) and my mom taught me how to love reading. Our family is also important to my parents and we spend a lot of time together. Very cool legacy to pass on.

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  5. Looks like your family had a great time. I think it's great that you're introducing your children to your husband's passion.

    My mom shared her love of reading and her love of learning with me. I remember seeing her with her nose in a book throughout much of my childhood. At one time we lived on a remote ranger station a hour from civilization, so it was hard to get books. She took to reading the set of encyclopedias she and my dad had bought. I plan to dedicate a book to her one day. :-)

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