Bowling

This weekend our friends came down from Salt Lake and spent Saturday with us. We took our kids bowling and it was so much fun. First off the bowling shoes for little kids are so cute. Porter wanted to keep them. We played side by side with our families. Let's just say the bowling genes are not with us. Well maybe with our boys, but not so much Brandon or I.

Logan thought it was so cool to push the bowling balls down the ramp. He wanted to use the biggest and heaviest balls he could. He got "the money shot" a few times. As the Blacks called it.

Porter had other things on his mind like the ice in Daddy's cup needed to be eaten. So he would walk up to the ball and count, "1, 2, 3," and then turn around and go back to eating ice.

It was kind of hard to get a group picture, so here's the kids. Hazel, Kimball, Logan and Porter.

Then Logan decided to put everyone in a strangle hold while we got pictures so no one could walk away.

And here's the picture of the score. Yep the kid who didn't care kicked all of our behinds. I came in last, how sad is that? We had a lot of fun and definately want to get the bowling genes out of us before the only option is smoke filled bowling alleys.
One more piece of news, we sold our Kia on thursday and are now searching for a van. Those of you who have Dodge's on a scale of 1-10 how well do you like them?