Monthly Archives: May 2012

Gutter balls.

“Mom, if I bowl a strike, I’ll have good luck! If I get a gutter ball, then it’s your fault!”

“Okay then, T!” I replied, just smiling as I shrugged my shoulders. Really?! I love it when everything becomes the parents’ fault. Quite funny, if you ask me.

Yet, T made us realize that bowling somewhat reflected life. Whether you roll a strike or land in the gutter, you pick up the ball and continue to play. So relatable to life: we must continue to live no matter what is thrown at us.

Just last night, we continued to talk about our bowling outing and how B would have enjoyed it. T thought that B would have been taking every turn, whether it was his turn or not, because he was a beast! He had the rough personality and T is Mr. Sensitive. We savor these family outings, like bowling, because life can become so hectic these days. Family time has to be a priority.

As we got ready for bed, T said, “B is SO not going to let me get gutter balls again! I’m lucky because I have an angel and my friends don’t have a baby angel who will stop the gutter balls!”

Yep. That one got to me…Tears flowed…followed by a smile. Dear old dad even got teary-eyed.

May we all dream about our baby angels who watch us through life and help us avoid our “gutter balls.”

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