bowling

A couple of weeks ago on yet another snowy Saturday we took our bunch bowling. Oma joined us.

SURPRISE! Katie needed to use the pink ball, even though at 8 lbs. it was a couple pounds heavier than the lightest ball we could find. The 6 lbs. ball was blue, however, which clearly would not do. Katie was a trooper and threw the ball unassisted both games - not counting the automatic bumpers.

Alex had more fun when we switched to the RAMP. He had a little help from dad, but had to carry his own ball most of the time. His expression never changed, even when he got a strike.

Max was a big fan of the candy I brought along for the adventure. He made it through the first game OK, but was tired of being a spectator after that. The ramp saved BOTH us.
One game would have been fine. Everyone was pretty cookied by the end of the second game.

Bowling in real life is not much like the Wii - I'm not nearly so lame bowling on the Wii - neither is Oma!

In the interest of full disclosure, I need to point out that 'my' strike in the 6th frame of game 2 was 'thrown' by Max. Go Max.