Putt Putt.

Does anyone out West call it putt putt? Or does everyone from around here call it mini golf? Either way, we went for Family Home Evening and had a blast. We didn't know how Vince would do and he turned out be a complete crack up. He chased our balls when we hit them, ran to the hole to fish out our sunken putts and frequently swiped the ball from the tee box before we got a shot. And not to brag [just kidding, I'm totally bragging] but I got not one, but TWO holes-in-one. Boo yeah! I've still got my skills.