Bowling

So last night we had our friends Marc and Casey over for dinner and then we headed to the bowling alley so Kaleb and their little boy Tate could do some bowling. Let's just say, it was a mild disaster. The night went like this:

Started out fine, they both loved the bowling part. I know that Kaleb was especially tired since he didn't get a nap that day.

Kaleb bowls and loves it. The bumpers wouldn't come up for some reason but no matter...when Kaleb rolled a gutter ball he would say, "yes, i got it in the blue!" (the gutters were blue)

Then it's Tate's turn. All of a sudden Kalab starts to freak out, crying. He is mad that Tate used the orange ball. He says it is his...funny thing is that Casey got that ball for Tate, Kaleb just claimed it as his own.

Meltdown. When the orange ball comes rolling back out Kaleb, screaming, guards it with his life. Tate, who is obviously much more well behaved, doesn't care. He grabs a pink ball and bowls on.

At this point Corey has taken Kaleb somewhere to cry and I snap this cutest pic of Tate (probably wondering why his parents have made him hang out with Krazy Kaleb all night long)

All in all it was a fun night...always fun to get together with friends...even though they may never hang out with us again for fear that Kaleb will rub off on Tate.

Better luck next time right. Hopefully.