A Ball At The Bowl

Today, for the first time in my entire life, I set my eldest son free! No, he's not getting married or anything like that! He's only 13. Actually, he joined a bowling tournament for 'special' kids organized by his school. It's his first year in a special class and so far, I'm pretty pleased with his development. He's made tremendous progress.

You see, I never let him go out on his own or follow his friends because of his condition. I'm very protective of him, sometimes he gets too excited and gets lost in his own thoughts. So, I took a brave decision today to allow him to join his class (supervised by his teachers of course) in a bowling competition at a local bowling alley near our place.

I was worried sick. I know I need to loosen up a little bit more and I have to allow him to mingle and experience new things. I know I'm paranoid but with too much crime happening these days, you can't really blame people for being extra cautious ya.

Anyway, I went to see the tournament (parents were invited by the way... I wasn't sneaking!) and see for myself how he'd fare in a game he never even played before. But that was not to be, the moment I walked into the bowling arena, he just happened to look behind and saw me. And he shouted with glee, telling his friends that his mommy was there. Yeah, so much for trying to be discreet. I felt as if I was some celebrity when almost every head was turned towards me. LOL!

My son had a great time, he had a ball! I never saw such enthusiasm in him before. Never mind that he only managed to throw 3 decent throws, the rest fell in the drain... hahaha. I'll let the pictures tell their stories...

The tournament in progress...

Waiting his turn...

A champ in the making...

Look ma, I got a consolation prize only...