I love my missional community. They are just so freaking great and you are about to see why. We decided to do an end-of-the-year bowling adventure, even though none of us really wants an end-of-the-year anything because we will miss each other sooooo much! Okay, at least I will miss them that much. But don’t worry, we invited everyone over for burgers last night, so I will post more pics of us together again soon!
*You will note in these pictures that most of us are wearing green shirts. Of course, we planned this. Well, I planned it, because that’s the kind of stuff I do. Have I ever told you how much I love it when people dress like twins? I really love it. My kids are going to hate me someday… Anyway, if you are doing a big group event in public and you want to stand out as a group, it’s fun if everyone wears the same color. It’s like saying “oh hey, we’re a group.” So here we are – as a clearly defined group (you will note there were a few rebels – despicable!)…
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| Adam refused to put on his green shirt. He would rather wear work clothes than be unified??? Really??? |
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| Micah forgot his green shirt. Boo! |
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| My favorite ladies and my favorite little man! |
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| Fist pumping rebels |
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| Big O.J. / Little O.J. |
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| Helping Hudson bowl… |
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| O.J.’s turn! |
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| Heath and Lisa! Cute. |
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| Sissies! |
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| Natalie is so anxious about her brother’s bowling. |
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| You. |
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| Oh hey pizza face. |
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| The Puhala kids are getting their dance on! |
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| Look at that form! |
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| Velcro is fun. |
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| I love this little goober. |
*People tried to hassle me that my shirt was not really green, and I realize it is not AS true of a green as the other shirts around me, but it was green. First of all, you must know that I put this shirt on at 7:00 in the morning and then went to work on my mommy blog paper for NINE hours. That’s right. Nine hours straight of writing and I still wasn’t done when it was time to go bowling. I had to frantically finish and post my paper after all the bowling craziness, but before the midnight deadline. Rough night. I also HAD to wear a tank top so my pits had air flow all day. I cannot type while sweating, so all my green shirts with sleeves were out. So lay off my shirt. It’s green; it’s just a different shade. Want to know how I am CERTAIN it is green? Because I color code my closet and this teal-green tank is clearly at home in the green section, while some of my blue- green shirts are more blu-ish and are carefully placed in the blue section. My closet says this shirt is green and my closet doesn’t lie.
