Bowling, Birthdays, and Back-thens...

We decided to make it a Sunday FUN day for the fam, so the Huz thought it was time we dusted off our bowling bags, and head for the alleys! The last time we had gone, just a few months ago, NBear did a GREAT job! Seriously, it was nice to see her (although she did cover her ears every time the ball would inch near the pins - like she was bracing herself for an explosive collision) go up there and hurl her ball onto the wooden floor. LOL! I really do think that bowling is such good practice for our A-club kids, in that it helps with depth-perception practice (you know what I mean), and focus. Not to mention turn-taking:)

Unfortunately, we didn't have a camera handy (and you can forget about us taking pics with our phones and uploading them. Sounds just as easy as building a nuclear fusion machine!). Too bad! It would have caught the funny moments she had swinging the ball a good 5-7 times before deciding she wanted one of us to help her with the "letting go" part. She actually held people up because she would take SO long to let the ball go! *frustrating but funny!* After a few practice runs, though - I had my bowler back. This time it was even better: no more ear covering, and she remained focused on the ball as it made its painfully SLOW trip down the slippery road. Yeah, Mommy! I did it! I did it! :)

We celebrated her 3rd birthday party at the same bowling alley.
A few months after these photos were taken, she was officially diagnosed with autism.

I love this picture - I had just woken her up from a long nap, and she was not amused. Despite the beautiful braids and daddy's "Look at the camera!" requests, it was very difficult to get my future photographer to see the sense in needing to do such a simple task as...looking.

...but we never gave up, never stopped treating her like a regular kid, and the Huz took her up to the magical aisle for the FIRST time that day.
He gave her the ball, and they held on together...
...and even though (at that time) she didn't respond to the thrill of the moment, didn't smile when we all cheered her on, didn't seem to understand the happiness that swirled around the celebration of another year of her life, or didn't interact with her confused peers,

...she was still able to experience rolling the ball down the alley, and got a HUGE hug from the person who would - four years later - be the same one giving her DOUBLE HIGH-FIVES for scoring a 56. :)
I was right there with him!