My father-in-law arrived in Ocala right after lunchtime yesterday. He was greeted with lots of whimpers and wiggles from Sadie who absolutely adores him. (They spent 10 days together when we visited Machu Picchu and the Galapagos Islands and seriously bonded. It’s adorable.)
About an hour after he arrived, we decided to spend the afternoon at the bowling alley.
None of us are bowling superstars, but we had fun bowling and trash talking each other whenever we’d get a spare or a strike.
The music at the bowling alley was rockin’, so we couldn’t resist making up mini victory dances whenever we’d knock all the pins down, too. My favorite was Ryan’s spare-turned-salute arm dance. I realize that is probably difficult to visualize, and I think that’s for the best.