bowling.

Last week while we were out shopping, Zeb happened upon a tv that was showing a bowling tournament. He was so excited about it that we decided we had to take him to do the real deal.  He's bowled with little kid stuff before- but he'd never seen a real bowling alley or a real game until he saw it on tv.  Friday night we went out to the bowling alley as a family.  When we told him we were going- he was beyond ecstatic. 

We even found him a six pound ball that he could actually pick up and carry himself.  Kent did have to help him lift it onto the ball stand, though.  We tried a frame without the stand, but Zeb's ball didn't even make it halfway down the lane before it creeped to a stop.  Plus, he loved pushing the ball down the ramp.

Ike drove us crazy trying to walk onto the lanes and grab bowling balls all night.  I am NOT looking forward to these next few months. A walking baby is NOT my favorite thing to deal with. It makes church nearly pointless- and creates ALL sorts of messes and hazards around the house!  At least he's not a crying baby or a bad baby, right?!

 Zeb's 88 (he had bumpers that went down when it wasn't his turn) ended up beating Kent's score of 83.  I took the game with a 92.  We obviously don't bowl!