Bowling for French Fries

Sister A and I took the kids bowling Thursday. We knew we wouldn’t last long, so we planned on staying for about an hour. Her girls are out of school, and she’s trying to keep them busy. I invited Tater and I to tag along. So we had her girls and Tater…and the three babies. Why did that sound like a good idea?? The girls absolutely love holding the babies. What a huge help they were!

It was fun for the first ten minutes. After that, it was mild chaos! The babies all wanted to be held, Tater wanted to bowl continuously, and as you know, the bowling alley isn’t exactly a real quiet place so that added to the chaos. Sister A and I were trying to keep count of all the kids, make sure nobody seriously injured themselves, and that everyone followed proper bowling etiquette.
Thank the Lord for the bowling bumpers! There was not one gutter ball thrown! Tater rolled the first two balls granny-style, and it took the balls about 5 minutes to get down the lane (and I’m only exaggerating a little!). After that, he preferred to use the helpful ball-roller-thingy (see picture above). The kid is a natural…he threw two spares and a strike! A strike! I didn’t even throw a strike! He insisted on picking up and carrying the ball every time he was supposed to bowl, so he was wiped out very quickly (he even fell asleep in the car on the way home)! We were planning to play two games, but he was ready to go after one game which was fine with me. The natives were getting restless, as Sister A always says. All he was interested in were the french fries he kept asking for that he eyed at the snackbar the second we walked into the bowling alley. Instead of buying $5 bowling ally french fries (which really are YUMMY!), I told him we’d get fries and nuggets (Mc Donald’s $1 menu rocks!). Tater had a good time, the babies were in heaven because they were held the whole time, and nobody got hurt. The girls even kicked some butt and got a few strikes and a bunch of spares!

It was fun, but we don’t have to do it again anytime soon. Unless we can leave all the babies at home with their daddies…

And so it goes…