A few weeks ago we took Lily bowling with the Bauers. I thought she may be a little young to experience her first bowling trip but we braved it. Overall the experience reminded me of why I never leave the house and have embraced the recluse lifestyle. See we didn't actually take LILY bowling...it was more for us. Can you really blame her reaction to the world not revolving around her? She was pretty much a nightmare (for her). This meant that anywhere she wasn't suppose to be, she was. Anything she wasn't suppose to touch, she touched. And we once again became the parents with the sheepish look on there face. But when we let her bowl she LOVED it. Look how adorable she is.
She was a bowling rockstar. A good shot of Daddy and Lily.
Daddy's flawless instruction led to scoring higher than Mommy.
Daddy had to help give it a good push
I think it is going to be a strike!!!!
Wait is that good?
We may have scared the expecting Bauers into rethinking the whole toddler thing, but it was nice to see the light of day. But exhausted and defeated we headed home. Of course she was asleep in the back seat before we got out of the parking lot...at 7PM.