Bowling and a Broken Camera on Emma's Birthday

I'm so excited because I'm finally starting to "show."

She really looks pregnant in "real life."

Scott was going to make me french toast for my birthday but we didn't have milk or eggs so we put it off until today.

We used a sweet bread we made a while back. It was a bit saccharine to me.

After breakfast I made dishwasher soap.

The past week or two I've been feeling the baby move. When it does karate on me I can see my stomach move. I love watching it do that.

I love to watch Brooke, watch the baby kick.

Today is Emma's birthday. I kind of think its funny that we look alike and I'm only 3 days older than her. Since we couldn't bowl on my birthday Emma thought we should go for hers.

The dude at Elsie's thought we wouldn't want to play for an hour and then turned around. At that point we decided to find some place else to bowl.

Since Elsie's didn't work out we met up with them in Crystal at Doyle's Bowling & Lounge.

When I wasn't looking, little Olive accidentally dropped my camera. Not just any camera, but my good camera. The autofocus stopped working properly for both the body and the lens and the viewfinder didn't work properly. Seeing as I make all my money with this equipment, the next month will be interesting to say the least.

After seeing the lanes at Bryant Lake bowl Olive was really excited to try it out. She was actually the only one of us to get a strike.

I only beat Olive by a few points. That's how bad I am at bowling.

For dinner Emma suggested 50's Grill.

We got there a little early and waited in the lobby.

When I got home I tested my camera with a few different lenses. Though most of the issue is the lens, autofocus was hesitant no matter what lens was attached.

We then headed over to Tyler and Emma's for a long overdue game of Catan.

Still hopeful that it wasn't the camera body, I played with my old school manual focus lens. Anyways, it was great to get in some Catan action.

Emma had also picked up Sebastian Joe's ice cream earlier.

After having a malt at 50s Grill, I wasn't exactly ready for more ice cream.

Emma won as usual. She's the queen of Catan at this point.

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