Dad and the kids were on a lane together, bumpers up and ready to go. Mollie obviously needed help, so she and my mom bowled together.
Baylor, being the big boy he is, decided he only needed a little help. The first couple times he helped push the ball down the lane he started sobbing as soon as it left his hands, but he eventually warmed up to the whole process and had fun.
Except, of course, the time I helped him too much (a.k.a., got caught doing the bulk of the pushing) and he cried for a bit and didn't seem to want my "help" anymore.
Mollie was just thrilled at the whole experience and cheered and danced her way through it.
Sorry the next video is sideways ... my sister tried her best! In any case, it gives you a pretty good idea of how geeked the little lady was whenever she took her turn.
As you can easily see in this picture, Baylor got to wear big boy bowling shoes ... he wears the smallest size they come in.
In between turns, Mollie discovered a love of lemons.
Seriously, she'd suck on it, make this face, then do it again. Funny little girl!
Of course, hunger soon kicked in and Mollie pretended to take pictures with Grandpa E's phone while munching on animal crackers. Ah, what a life!
Then, unsatisfied that I had ONLY brought animal crackers, she went nosing through my purse in hopes of scoring something saltier. Namely, goldfish crackers.
We bowled two games then enjoyed a leisurely dinner. It was quite a nice evening, and the kids are already looking forward to our next bowling excursion!