Up until last week I would have said Tom - he consistently beats the heck out of me when we bowl (which is maybe like once a year). But this time I was the big winner. He started smack talking so I had to put him in his place. (Above that's Max, Sam, Ian, Suzie, Tom)
We all had a great time. And even though Tom only arrives at the bowling alley kicking and screaming, he too had fun (except for the losing part - but he brought that on himself by talking all that smack!
The kids did really well too - they had bumpers up to help them out, so they became masters of using those bumpers. Ahhh...boys...making up their own games.