For the last two months we’ve been asking Clara what she would like for her birthday and the answer has been:
“Golf balls, all colors.”
Every time.
This kind of consistency from a girl who can’t decide what shoes she’s going to put on and stick with that decision all the way out the door- we got the hint. John and I spread the word and today the gift that got the biggest squeal was the one that also had her exclaiming: “My golf balls!!! They are all colors!!!”
Clara is now officially three years old and the proud and happy owner of at least 28 golf balls.
And because I know you are on the verge of asking, no, I have no idea why she wanted golf balls or where she got the idea. But, after today I can tell you what Clara will do with them. She will carry them around in her shirt, she will pretend to juggle them, she will “sell” them to people, she will “buy” them back, she will roll them, she will fill her new baby cradle with them and put her new doll to sleep on top of them, she will put them in bags, she will take them out of bags and before bed she will pick the perfect spot that her golf balls “want to be” before she crawls into bed herself!
Happy birthday Clara! I hope I never forget your happy squeals over your golf balls because I have a sinking suspicion that we are going to be finding them in odd places for about the next 28 years!
Behind the Willows 
Happy Birthday, Clara! I love your b-day story. Very unusal request from a girl who comes from a family of non-golfers. Does anyone in our family golf? I hope you don’t forget those happy squeals. I wish I could have heard them!
Nope we’ve got no golfers, in fact she was given a set of toy golf clubs and she had no idea what they were for at first!
She and Liberty are kindred spirits. One of the few words my doll says is “ball”. That and “oh boy.” Anyway, you should teach her to sort her golf balls. And make a rainbow. I wish I was there to play with her. I think, oddly, I’d like “golf balls – all colors” as well. We could call her Clara Tiger Woods.
Beautiful photo! Cow cake? Pony cake? Ok, hard to tell from this angle. Interesting golf ball story, hope they don’t find their way through any windows. 😉
Oh, how pretty both of them are. It is so cute that she likes golf balls. A little odd choice for a little girl – but maybe, it is a harbinger of things to come. Who knows, she may just be the golf player of her generation. 🙂 The cake is so cute and precious too.