4,000 Kisses

This little guy turned 4 years old today.
Before the day is over I think I will have given him at least 4,000 kisses. (Mr. Cactus claims I exaggerate, but I may be close on calling this one.)

For Isaak's birthday he wanted to play sports.
From the time he has been old enough to hold a ball he has had amazing agility. His dad has always been quite the athlete, and the apple doesn't fall far from the tree.

We spent the afternoon bowling.

For a while there Isaak's score was better than grandma's. How embarrassing.
(OK, my excuse is I spent more time chasing Noah than bowling.)

Papa gave Isaak a few tips.

Amy ended up bowling for 2 1/2.

Try being pregnant, holding a 17 month old on one hip, and bowling with your your free hand.

That's coordination.

We went to a nice bowling alley in Gilbert, Arizona and saw this unique vending machine.

Paul was thinking of getting a snack, but he just couldn't decide between the Snickers or buying socks.

(We've never had THAT choice before).

In the evening we enjoyed a family dinner, opening presents and having a sports cake.

Amy, Isaak and Noah.

The evening was spent with more sports. Isaak got his own set of mini-golf clubs.

Dano was very patient with Isaak as he gave instructions.

Look out Tiger Woods.

Noah may only be a year old, but he tries to keep up.

Papa is already looking forward to the day when his grandson's can golf with him.

Once it was too dark to see the ball, it was time to come inside and play Wii Golf.

Not much time left for grandma to get her kisses in.

Next we are on to Nerf Basketball Hoops.