{The very first time Max tried bowling, he was a natural. He shocked me by instantly knowing the correct way to hold the ball. I didn't think you transitioned from bowling through your legs until you were in your teens...but in hindsight, maybe that was just me. Max bowled amazingly well and I thought I would post the evidence here. Sadly, today's round wasn't nearly as graceful. Now I am full of second thoughts on the bowling league I signed him up for.}
He was really excited to bowl today.
And then his alter-ego came out. This look should have warned me of the violent bowling session that would ensue.
Calmly setting up the pins.
Chanting his usual pre-bowl mantra of "ready, set..."
He took a backswing
And then, proceeded to pound the pins into the ground over and over until I intervened for the life of the hardwood floor.
His career as a professional bowler has been put on hold temporarily.
My Dr Jekkyl of bowling
Has been replaced by Mr Hyde.
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So what you are saying is I should return that bowling shirt I had made for him?
BTW your blog looks cute!
Similar to his Father's game, although Geno still throws between the legs.... at 33
sweet words