Justin left his Wii with us for a few weeks and Wii would like to play! Maggie and Emma battled it out with the boxing, knocking each other down for the count. They both wound up sweaty and exhausted. It's the perfect workout!
Emma is a superb bowler, getting a 200 game against my 98 game. She kept saying she was going to play the winner and I kept gritting my teeth and telling her that she WAS the winner! She doesn't seem to understand the phrase. I think she thought that it meant she was acting the winner. You know, a play has actors. Well, try to understand the logic of a 5-year old!
Emma has no bowling form at all! She has no follow-through; she doesn't have the proper stance; she doesn't hold the "ball" correctly. She just throws her arm back then lets loose with a forward swoosh and that "ball" flies down the alley and CRASH! another strike for Emma! Blasted little kid! I've bowled on a league for 10 years! I have the proper stance; the proper grip; the proper follow-through; the properly aching right arm!
I don't think I can get my arm up to brush my hair.
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