So, we went bowling. In Molalla. I can't say that the facilites were the classiest around, but the service was, shall we say, very personal. :) We had a great time. Malachi had never been to a bowling alley before and was fascinated by the ball chute.
A little protective...
Papa K, starting us off
Miriam and Madalyne.....such form.....
Mark's great form....
And, Mark's not-so-great form....
This ISN'T the time she fell onto the lane.
Happy about his strike....
Good lookin' fam.....
Yeah.......
And more yeah......
I don't think anyone ever contemplates their facial expressions when they're forcefully rolling a heavy ball down a polished lane in hopes of causing a few plastic pins to teeter....it's priceless.
I just thought this would be a great way to end.
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It looks like your sibs share your amazing bowling skills. It must be in the Kercher gene pool.
Next time, you should probably sneak the bowling shoes home with you so that you can wear them with your legwarmers all the time. I'm sure the look would catch on mighty quick.
Oh, and what's this about "personal" service at Molalla Bowl?
FYI - Monte's pantalones are falling down and I'm so embarrassed...love that pic of Malachi with the ball hoarding...reminds me of someone else I know...
Thanks a lot for telling everyone that I fell into the lane!!! Well...at least you didn't tell them all about the time when I bowled the ball BEHIND me!
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