We went bowling as a family activity last Saturday. It was the first time for most of our kiddos. They used a lane with a bumper, whilst the grown-ups bowled in a regular lane next to them.
Isabel (4yrs) was absolute precious. She would lay down on her tummy, give the ball a shove, and then prop her chin on her hands, lay there and swing her feet back and forth...much like one would lay in the grass to watch an ant mosey around. There were several times I just knew that the resistance of the pin would bring her ball to a complete stop. But, no, she always managed to knock at least one over.
Eva (3yrs) had the Grannie Roll approach...you know, bend over, put the ball between your feet, shake your hiney, and roll the ball. But then she'd just forget about ever having rolled the ball at all and entertain us with some twirls and dancing while her ball lazily rolled down the lane. For Eva, it's all about being the center of attention. We just know she'll be on stage someday.
Nia is a powerhouse. We know that's she's made of muscle everywhere except her ever-expanding tummy area. She could really hoist the ball halfway down the lane before it ever touched the floor. After a few lessons in bowling etiquette, she only hoisted it 1/4 of the way down.
Jacob (8), the most experienced Child Bowler having gone once before, was ever eager to explain the game to all. He had the knack of holding a drink in one hand, sucking it through the straw, while bowling with the other hand.
Clive (7)....well....he doesn't like to be "bad" at anything. The Spirit of Eeyore was upon him most of the game. It didn't help that he forgot to let go of the ball once sending his feet into the air and causing quite an impressive slide on his fanny down the lane. Those darn track pants are slick!
Hudson (5) ended up winning. I don't know how he did it because his head was in the clouds the whole time. He even perfected his hip-shaking dance after each bowl.
We had so much fun that I decided we should buy a Bowling Alley and have church there on Sundays with mid-week bible studies, too. I even thought we could add a second floor for a skating rink. I never felt cooler as a kid than when I was roller skating backwards to You are the Dancing Queen, young and sweet, only seventeen......Dancing Queen, feel the beat from the tambourine....You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life.....See that girl, watch that scene, dig in the Dancing Queen. I was so cool cuz I could cross over one foot in front of the other around the corners of the rink and lean into the turn. Much cooler than just letting your outside foot go wide as you coast around the turn. And with my to-die-for feathered hair with a part down the middle. But, I digress..... You can only reach a certain level of Cool when you're wearing culottes.