Ice Cream and Mario

 While back home, Dad took us all bowling.  Dad pointed out that it is a good thing his bowling skills weren't needed to feed his family all these 30 years.  We would have starved.

I shouldn't be talking - my bowling skills were passed down from Dad.

I wonder if bowling is like boxing?  Supposedly in boxing, a swing and a miss takes much more energy than a punch that connects with your opponents face.  Does it take a bazillion more joules of energy (whoa, pulled that 8th grade science term outta my back pocket) to throw a gutter ball than a strike?  I'm going to pretend it does...because then our post-bowling trip to Dairy Queen would have been earned :)

We ate Dilly bars and they were spectacular.

Snow had started falling pretty heavily by the time we left DQ, so the boys ran around trying to eat the flakes.  Crazies.

 I realized it is extremely hard to photograph a night-time snow flake eating excursion.  By the time I had figured out the right settings on my camera, Beanie was rounding up the bad boys to get in the car.  Boo.  So I gave up and just shot a video instead.

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Saturday was hair-cutting day in monster land.  Braed's new hair was my favorite.

He has good hair.  Especially for a four year old.  Ps...his shirt is Super Mario Brothers.  He is obsessed with SMB.  I have played approximately 4 hours of SMB with the boys in the past week, which is approximately 4 hours more than I have played in the past 10 years.

I still got my skills.

Gus has more skills.

I can't believe a six year old beats me at video games.  I'm going to Walmart to buy SMB for my Wii.  I will play it non-stop until May.  I'll be prepared next time I see Gus.  I'll trample all over him at SMB!!  He's going down!  I'm gonna rub it in his FACE!!!!  NO MERCY!!!!!

I'm such a good aunt.