Not so fast, big brother, little bro's got game too!
When the game was over, Marshall decided it was just as much fun to pick up the balls and slam them to the ground. Travis swore he was going to break his foot, so we headed in another direction. This time, it was Marshall's choice.
But Jack was a good sport. Actually, Jack wasn't about to let Marshall do something without him.
I swear they could've ridden these all night. You can't really tell, but they weren't big at all. Picture the rides that used to sit outside of Wal Mart (or Uncle Lee's for you Paris people).
Travis and I joke that these boys have no hope of being basketball stars because we were both terrible, but I was actually pretty impressed at how well Jack did. Marshall was content being the ball boy.
And finally, an old favorite of mine - skee ball (or was it skeet ball?). I can't remember. Both boys loved it, but neither were particularly good at it. Jack threw the balls so hard they slammed the screen and came flying back to him. Marshall lucked up and found one that was broken and would release balls without swiping the card, so it was the never ending game.As we were walking back to claim our prizes, Marshall found his dream game...a giant claw that picked up giant stuffed animals.
Instead, our 100 tickets won us an ink pen decorated in flames, a miniature rubber frog, a stamp and an airplane. It was a great night!













2 comments:
It looks like the boys had a lot of fun! Our friends in Evansville liked Gattitown better than Chuck E. Cheese's, too... or like you said, Showbiz! :) Maybe you'll get to visit again soon.
the pictures on the carousel horses are too cute!
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