After our ward Christmas party, some of my family decided to go bowling. We used to bowl off and on in Tremonton, but Livvy had never been old enough to do it before. She absolutely loved it. She would continually say- 'Is it my turn? Is it my turn?' Then when it WAS her turn she would make sure that everyone knew - 'IT'S MY TURN! IT'S MY TURN!' So excited- she was so dang cute. She'd run every time after she rolled the ball and hug Grandma and tell her how many she had knocked over.
Wyatt- having bowled before- was obviously an expert. He would let his dad help a little, but he really wanted to do it just like all the rest of us and BY HIMSELF! It was such a fun night and full of laughs at our wild and crazy kiddies.