As usual, we took my grandfather “Pop” to dinner at Cracker Barrel for his birthday followed by an always laugh-inducing evening of bowling. We had lots of people out of town, sick or working this year, but those who made it had a wonderful time.
I snapped this photo namely because she looked so darn cute in those corduroy pants and floral top AND she couldn’t be happier that she got to wear bowling shoes like the big kids. She wasn’t old enough to require it, so I thought I could skip out on that $3.50 purchase, but she was having NONE of it. My philosophy is if $3.50 is all it takes to keep her happy, then shell it out!
I don’t know if you ever seen a 6.5 month pregnant woman attempt to bowl, but it isn’t a pretty sight. Instead, I saved my money, found Ella a 6 pound ball and “assisted” her. Believe it or not, she didn’t have the lowest score (thank you, bumpers) and had so much fun that she bowled a second game. I’m thinking we’ll find a local alley with a cheap Saturday morning game and add this to our playdate rotation. It was fun, fun, fun!
