I took the kids bowling today.
Sometimes bowling reminds me of a ballet.
Striving for fluid movement.
With beauty and grace.
And a little bit of frustration mixed in for fun.
"Hey Will, scooch close to Eliza Grace so I can take a picture."
"I'll give him a little smooch."
I will never get tired of this face.
Or this smile.
Or these eyes.
Or this silly boy.