Who got Wii’s for Christmas?
I sure didn’t!
But I was sneaky enough to take one from my nephews so we could play while they slept. (One of the few reasons being a grownup is awesome.)
HOW MUCH FUN ARE THEY?
We did a little golfing, a little baseball, a little tennis, some bowling and a whole lot of boxing. Because Wii boxing unleashes any pent up anger you may be feeling and allows you to kick the virtual trash out of your spouse who insists that when he said he “suffers your wrath” he meant it as a compliment. And kick his trash I did. I’m even a little sore. I’ll tell you what, you hold your abs in tight enough and virtual whoopings become a full body workout. Yep, this old lady was winded by a VIDEO GAME. I only suffered one injury during tennis, Cody got me with his virtual backhand.
This is where I mention that all those claims that people made about throwing themselves or their Wii remotes through the TV are COMPLETELY TRUE.
Because it nearly happened to us.
Sweet sweet victory.
And then there was the baby that played along. Turns out I’m not the only one addicted to baby crack. Watching Cody hold and play with a little two month old baby girl?
A dozen half naked Australian male models rubbing me down with exotic oils don’t even hold a CANDLE to Cody playing with a two month old baby girl.
Next year I would like a Wii and a baby girl.