My Godson, Mark, leaves for his freshman year at Georgetown tomorrow. So, Colleen (his other Godmother) and I took him out to say farewell today. First we hit some golf balls at a driving range. I was by far the worst golfer, and I'd like to blame it on the big pregnant belly I have, but the truth is that didn't make a big difference.
Mark was definitely the best:
I wasn't even dressed properly.