Bowling for Best Friends

This is Sebastian with Tomas-my-best-friend-ever. Their daddies took them bowling last night at BYU. Sebastian lives for his playdates with Tomas and he talks about them all the time. Yesterday he said "Kiecoo, guess what? I go to Tomas house on Toosday." Apparently Sebi is quite a topic of conversation for Tomas too; that, and his dog, Foodles.

So bowling was no problem for the boys since they had not only the bumpers up, but also the handy-dandy ramps. Roll the ball down and watch it go! Sebastian beat Rob during the first game with a score of 111.

There were lots of exciting things at the bowling alley. Not least, the magical automatic ball return.

Then after two games where Curtis beat everyone, they had "handbergs" at the Creamery on Ninth and Sebi creeped out the adults by eating everything that had ketchup on it. I'm afraid it was just a reprise of the lunch scene that Karen and I had witnessed. Sebi thinks "keppitch" is one of the four food groups, or at least that it belongs on all four food groups.

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