Last week I took C, V and B bowling. We had a great time.
Sometimes we danced back.
Sometimes we just posed.
Mommy was LOSING!
Then Mommy went down two pounds and her pelvis wasn't screaming at her!
Better than knocking the pins down we realized Brecken
was starting to hold his own bottle.
Then we slammed his whole fist in there.
But he was happy.
And so were we.
And we danced back some more.
And held our bottle again.
Then we met Great Grandpa for lunch.
82 yr old + 5 yr old eating cookies = Adorable!