Strike!

Yesterday I took the kids bowling for the first time. I haven't been bowling in probably15 years and let's just say, it's not like riding a bike. I didn't break 100 and I think I really should have used the bumpers in the gutters like the kids. Here is Amelia getting ready. She was so cute. She wanted to do it all by herself so she would kind of drop/push the ball and it would roll like one rotation every 2 minutes. It took about 10 minutes to get down the lane and then it would lightly tap one pin over and she would get all excited.

Luke loved bowling too and wanted my help to push his ball. He would say, "a one and a two and a one,two, three" and then we would push it down the lane. Sadly, this technique worked so well that Luke's score was only a few pins less than mine. Pretty pitiful on my part. I'll blame it on the big pregnant belly I guess.

The new bowling league! This place was great because it's completely non-smoking! Hooray, it was so nice to walk into a bowling alley and not have this weird blue haze envelope you like I remember as a kid. The best part, it was only $20 for bowling, shoes and pizza! Can't beat that deal.

The kids both passed out cold in the car on the way home and Luke decided that wasn't enough. He crawled from the garage, through the kitchen and collapsed here in the family room and slept for another 45 minutes. I think I'll take him bowling every day!

Princess Red Bird and a rough night.

I love this picture of Luke. He had just woken up and I couldn't stop laughing about his hair. He looks like he had a really rough night and was trying to recover or like he is about to flip me the bird.

Amelia came off the bus on Friday dressed like this. She was super excited to tell me how she made the shirt and necklaces. Her class had been learning about Native Americans all week and her Native American name was Princess Red Bird. She told me ( I kid you not), "Mom the first tribe to have thanksgiving were the Wompanoag tribe." I said, "Huh?" Amelia said, "The Wompanoag tribe." She said it with perfect pronunciation because I of course had to go look it up on the Internet, she was right again. Thank goodness my kids are school age because I get to learn this stuff all over again. It's sad, not only am I not Smarter than a 5th Grader, I am not even smarter than my kindergartner.

Fat Little Turkey

Luke at his Thanksgiving Feast at St. Paul's Preschool today. Well actually that doesn't look like much of a feast but they did serve the kids turkey, cranberries, mashed potatoes and beans. Although, I think Luke only ate his smarties anyway. I love the place mats they made, so cute with their little hand prints for the feathers.

Luke showing off his turkey costume. His class was so adorable all dressed as turkeys. His class sang, "Fine Fat Turkeys Are We" and "See My Feathers Colored Bright." It was so cute, especially when they all yelled gobble, gobble, gobble.

Luke with his class, looking a little shell shocked at all the parents holding up video cameras and cameras. Luke was very excited after his class was done to come sit with me and he told me, "Mom, shhh, we are in God's house" because his program was held in the church.

Career Possibilities?

Amelia and best bud Benji are taking golf lessons at the beautiful Preserve Golf Club. They were so cute out there together.

This is Mr. Marshall helping Amelia line up her putt. In the hour lesson, the kids practiced their swing while teeing off, practiced their putts and even played a hole. They were very excited but I think their favorite part was riding in the golf cart with Mr. Marshall.

Luke enjoyed his favorite thing this weekend also, playing firefighter. One of the local fire stations had a demonstration for our mom's group and Luke was in heaven. As you can see, he wore all his gear and had a fun time climbing around in the trucks and playing with the fire hoses. The firefighters even put on all their gear and let the kids spray them down with the hoses. That was a big hit! The morning after the demonstration Luke came in my room at 6am and said, "Mommy, this is how you stop, drop and roll if your clothes are on fire," as he proceeded to roll around on my floor. I am certainly glad he was listening but I would have preferred my tutorial a little later in the day.