strike

My mom, Ryan and I went bowling. We decided it would be nice to take Will as well... since leaving him home alone wasn't really an option. Obviously. He couldn't exactly lift the balls, but he had fun chasing them around and helping us throw them down the lane. My new rule is that if you go bowling with me, you must use a bowling name. That's right. No lame names like "Shannon". That's so predictable. We like to use names that make us sound much scarier than we really are. I think it improves my bowling game.

PS. I totally won. Yep, that's me. Batman.

PPS. Let's just ignore the bumpers...