Never Changing #6: I am a HORRIBLE bowler. Some traditions run deep. . . I always start out amazing (two strikes this time) and then fade fast and end barely breathing. It is a good thing we've got kids and it gives me a dignified excuse to have the bumpers up. What would I do without those?
I couldn't resist including this picture of Harry Houdini. . . this isn't a far cry from what Hyrum looked like on Sunday. :) Don't add him to your prayer list. . . he has since been set "free" and is sound asleep and slurping away as I type.
I couldn't resist including this picture of Harry Houdini. . . this isn't a far cry from what Hyrum looked like on Sunday. :) Don't add him to your prayer list. . . he has since been set "free" and is sound asleep and slurping away as I type.
And for the record. . . this was the first family bowling adventure where the kids were more interested in actually bowling than in the arcades. . . wahoo for Change!
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