My Baby’s A Bowler
And that’s okay with me. She could be a professional hackey sacker for all I care, as long as she’s happy. I guess you don’t really understand until you have a child yourself that his or her happiness suddenly becomes of the utmost importance and everything else is so secondary.
I once babysat for this little boy who loved to put on his pink ballerina tutu and “cook” in his little Fisher Price kitchen. His mom would just laugh too. Her attitude, which I’ve now adopted, was “hey, whatever floats my kid’s boat.”
If my little girl wants to wear two-toned shoes and bowling shirts, then more power to her. You can find Beautiful Baby’s first bowling set ever at Oompa Toys. What happened to the Loompa I guess we’ll never know.