Strike!

Oh, holy hilariousness!  Watching a child bowl is always sure to get a good laugh.  Watching MY child bowl is sure to have you rolling on the ground, clutching your sides, and gasping for air while you laugh until it hurts.  Chris had the brilliant idea to go bowling this morning at the beautiful new lanes downtown.  It felt more like being in an upscale lounge than a bowling alley.  Thankfully, it was nice and slow on a Sunday morning, since they really market themselves as a night-spot.  We got our shoes, ordered some french fries, spilled a glass of water everywhere, watched Carter throw himself on the ground in despair every time he missed, and had a pretty awesome time together.  This will definitely be something to do again soon.