Friday, April 29, 2011

Little Ballerina

Emma was in a ballet recital a couple of years ago that made a big impression on Sophie.  This semester was finally the right time for us to enroll her in her own recital class.  For the past several months, much of what Sophie has talked about was her big stage debut, and last night was finally the night!


Saturday, April 16, 2011

What to do on a rainy Saturday morning

This morning we had 3 showings, and had to be out of the house from 9:30 until 1:30.  There isn't much open at 9:30 in the morning, so our choices were limited.  We chose to go to a bowling alley a couple of towns away from ours, which gave us a good half hour in the car, so we got there just after it opened at 10am.
First up we decided to take advantage of the glow-in-the-dark mini golf at the place.
The first time you tapped your ball with the club, the ball would light up florescent orange, pink, or red.  So fun!  A round of mini golf included 8 tokens in the arcade, where Emma promptly schooled her siblings in how to get tickets, which she then used to buy really important things like candy and a little rubber alien.

After the arcade, we still had lots of time left, so we decided to do some bowling.  After the first round, it looked like I would be the big winner, but then Andrew managed to pull out the big win.

The best part was watching Sophie, who could barely hold the 6 pound ball.  She would drop it at the start of the lane, and it would take a couple of minutes to meander its way down to the pins. 
Emma had great form too.  She would scurry up to the line as if she was going to let go of the ball when she got there, but then she would kind of stop before letting the ball go.  It was great.
In the end, Andrew beat Elliott by one point.  Way to go, dude!

Friday, April 08, 2011

Elliott, take note:

Lunchtime conversation:

Ethan: Andrew, where are you going to live when you grow up?
Andrew: I don't know, I don't like to plan ahead.
Ethan: I'm going to live in a beachfront mansion in L.A.
Me: What are you going to do for work?
Ethan: Nothing
Me: How are you going to afford that?
Ethan: I'm going to inherit it from Dad.

Maybe this one?