Last weekend, we thought it would be fun to take the boys bowling. We went on a Saturday night and it was Cosmic Bowling so the lights were off. The boys thought it was pretty cool.
I loved Porter's teeny bowling shoes.
Paxton thought he was a grown-up. When it was his turn, he would grab his ball like it weighed nothing and walk straight to the ramp and roll it. He didn't need help, he didn't need instruction.
They both loved watching their balls roll down the lane and would yell "I win!" anytime they knocked down any pins (which was pretty much every time with bumpers and the ramp).
Then Paxton amazed us all by getting a strike! He even made the "X" with his arms.
They had an absolute blast and powered through the 9 turns at lightning speed.