One morning we decided to take the boys bowling at the local alley. It was just that, a bowling alley. No frills, no amenities, other than the lack of old bowling alley odor. It was great and low key.
Even without all the bells and whistles of the other places we have been, the anticipation of the ball hitting the pins is a bit much for Matt.
The boys had a blast, and I think I bowled the best game in my life somehow. I guess it was the lack of concentration on the game that served me best! Hard to concentrate with you're worried about little fingers being in places they shouldn't be, like under a 15 pound bowling ball rolling down the ball return.
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