My girls have their own bedrooms and yet they still manage to plot and scheme. I am sure they rendezvous in their bathroom in the middle of the night and come up with their plans so that first thing in the morning, when I am at my weakest, they can attack me with their schemes.
I had barely opened my eyes today when I was hit with, "canwegobowling, please, please please. We have free tickets. PLLEEAASSEE". I thought for a nano second that pretending to be a deaf mute would be a great way of avoiding the subject but apparently my kids remembered that last night when I tucked them into bed I could hear and speak and that becoming a deaf mute does not happen over night. Just as they launched into the second verse of, canwegobowling, please please please, I said, "sure". I really thought they would forget. Silly, silly me.
I detest bowling. You have to wear shoes that someone else has worn and shove your fingers into the orrifices of balls that I can just tell have never, ever, ever, been sanitised, ever.
They didn't forget.
A little help from her sister
Waiting for the ball to go all the way down that really long alley
speedy ready to bowl,. This girl makes me laugh
And she.s orff.
They loved it. Once we got home I bleached them clean. They still want to go back again tomorrow. Blech.
It's Wednesday so that can only mean one thing: play date. Someone should have told the weather man cos it lashed rain all afternoon and as I drove home from an unexpected work appointment Jen and I made a "B" for the play date.
She told me to print out my coupons for free bowling from here and to meet her Bird B0wl. Jacob printed the coupons, I grabbed the kids some socks and off we dashed. The kids bowled with Ed. Jacob and I bowed out and Jen couldn't bowl as she is having a kidney stone blown to smithereens early tomorrow morning and didn't need any extra stress on her body. She did however need a distraction and this proved to be the perfect thing.
Lily was leading the pack for the longest time but out of nowhere Ed found his mojo and blew everyone out of the water.
Evan, taking things very seriously
And finally he's off. Rosie with the helpy thingy She insisted on carrying her own ball. Looks like she is using a zimmer frame LOL Smiley Lily By the time they were done with 2 games we were freezing, the A/C was set to some horrendous subzero digit and also hungry so we decided to go to a local BBQ restaurant for dinner together.
The "k's" sat on one side of the table and we sat on the other with Danielle directly in front of me. Ever since the swimming incident she isn't quite as happy to see me as she used to be. Once she was firmly planted in her highchair with table separating us she was her usual chipper self. She was babbling away in her scribbley language and I was talking back using the same nonsense language. We chatted this way for ages before anyone noticed but then Jenny looked at me and cracked up. I was talking hurdy gurdy, better known to her and I as Swedish. Only Jen and I would find this funny and we did, well Danielle enjoyed our conversation but frankly I have no idea what we were talking about.
I think it is safe to say I have crawled out of my head. All serious thinking has been put on hold until after I get back from the UK. The girls and I leave one week from tonight. Hollis and her girls arrive one week from Saturday and Jacob, well lets just say, we are really going to miss him.
I have never taken the girls bowling. Is that really bad? I don't like it and I just never think of it. The other day Lily asked if we could go so I promised her the next time she had a day off from school we would go. She wrote it on the calender and today was the day.
My word were they excited. Rosie obviously has no clue what bowling is other than Wii bowling but she was raring to go. I was wrong, she kept saying, "real bowling with a ball"
After lunch, when Lily was finished with another project for school, we went bowling. They had so much fun. I enjoyed it because they were just so delighted to actually be in a bowling alley and bowling. I had to laugh when I asked for the smallest size ball and the girl handed me a 7 lb'er. How on earth is Rosie ever going to be able to lift it let alone bowl with it? That is when I was asked if I wanted a ramp? A what? They explained and we got a ramp, put the bumpers up and were ready to go bowling in our funky shoes. I have a big problem wearing anything that the world and his brother have worn before me, why not just paddle about in a toilet bowl?
Oh they had fun. At first Rosie was a little overcome by all the noise and hustle and bustle but after a few minutes she calmed down and dove right in.
Poor Rosie, they didn't have her size shoes so we had to go up a couple. They were like flippers on her. Enough colours. look what I've got, it's a bit heavy putting it on the ramp all by herself. And it's off. Lily looking like a pro. and it's off.
Yes, this is the painful truth my girlies both beat me. How pitiful.
Rosie took this one. I look a little bit tired.
looking tired here too but Rosie looked cute.
Love this picture of lanky Lily
In the car on the way home they were taking silly photos Here's another one
When we got home we played wii, Just Dan*e it. OMG it was hilarious, hilarious. Now I have to plan out tomorrow so it is as fun as today but now I'm heading to bed.
