Post-it #198

David and I had a date a while back, (with Allison in tow.) We went bowling. We played three games. I progressively got worse, and David progressively got better. There were old people there just to watch others bowl. We had ourselves a bit of a cheering section. An older gentleman gave David some pointers, and baby talked to Allison, and repeatedly called her a "he" even after he asked what we named "him." But he was a nice sort of fellow.
Here's the game scores.

 And isn't this the most adorable? Look at how admiringly Allison looks at her Daddy.