Hubby, me, my sister, and our boy at the leaderboard:
We spent way too much in the golf shop, but hey...it's not everyday that you're at the Masters! Our boy wanted this mini-putter...why? Who knows...but let's just hope it doesn't become a weapon.
Concessions on the other hand...reasonable in price...and yummy! Hubby couldn't wait for a pimento cheese sandwich!