Polyester, unfortunately, we did not find. I was disappointed, to say the least. I envisioned our whole family decked out in matching vintage bowling shirts, Silas included. That, I did not find. But, Phoebe must be my thrifty good luck charm, because, while match we did not, we found some real gems.
So, decked out in our unwashed Goodwill finds, to the bowling alley we did roll. Eli had the time of his life, bowling for mine, Jared`s and his turns. I came in 12th. Yes!!!
Jared and I in matching cowboy shirts.
They actually had bowling shoes in Eli`s size. Velcro and so adorable.
Phoebe`s smashing outfit, not from the thrift, but from Mother`s closet.
Silas cried really hard when we wouldn`t let him go after his ball.
Because it comes into question occasionally, Silas's shirt subtly says, "I'm not a girl."
The scratchy, hot sweater, however fabulous, eventually came off and the game kicked up a notch. This is Andy and Eli throwing two bowling balls down the alley. Still they only knocked down 2 pins!