We have to admit it. There’s no way to avoid the obvious fact. We are naturally competitive.
Now, Dad and Mom have always stressed the importance of good sportsmanship to we children and I can recall several instances from childhood when I had to apologize for having a bad attitude over losing a game or competition. They always told us that poor sportsmanship was really an issue of selfishness and lack of humility. The older I’ve grown and the more I have observed people, I’ve come to realize that this is true – and definitely not very appealing.
So, we enjoy good-natured competition in our large family. If you win, yell YEEHAW!!! And if you lose? Congratulate the winner and make an inner resolve to do better next time. There is usually good motivation. :)
Well, when these competitive people had an afternoon off, they probably just sat on their front porch steps and wondered how many clouds were in the sky, right? Not quite. Don’t get me wrong . . . I count clouds sometimes and it can be quite an adventure. But we chose a slightly more exciting option. *GRINS*
We drove over to a local fun Zone – batting cages, mini golf, and last BUT NOT LEAST, go-karts. *GRINS EVEN BIGGER*
We started off first with the batting cages. This past summer, we became aware of a strong desire to play baseball and the great need of practiced batters. Enter – batting cages. Everyone grabbed a helmet and a bat and off we went, braving the unknown.
Dad, the path-paving-hero, went first.
Next up – mini golf.
We split into two teams and worked from opposite ends of the course, so that it wouldn’t take too long to process everyone through.
Then we all trooped back inside to add up the scores.
And then, where do you think we went? It was a freeeeezing cold day – and there was a good bit of wind too. But it didn’t bother anyone . . . we marched straight over to those go-karts which were screaming our names, plopped inside, buckled in . . .
AND OFF WE WENT! *zoom* *screech* *crash* *bump* *scream* *yahoo!* *yeehaw!*
Imagine, if you can, a family of twelve, all in go-karts, racing and racing and racing around the track – bumping others out of their way, yelling with delight. It was great fun! Kristen shared a double kart with Mom, and Micah shared one with Dad so that everyone could be included. Did you know that certain members forgot that their kart had such a thing called brakes? Now you do. Is it any wonder that Dad told me that it would be another two years before I could drive? *guilty grin*
What a wonderful way to celebrate Lydia’s birthday :)
Oh, and I forgot to mention that several of the older kids received a coupon for go-karts rides on Christmas, so . . .
You’ll probably see some more crazy fun soon :)
Until then . . . enjoy life’s adventures . . . especially in go-karts.