
It was only a matter of time before our "all boy" boy discovered the world of gaming. He has a new nickname. Our "gamer".
The kids were gifted with a Wii for Christmas (thanks to a set of grands). Our particular Wii system came with Mario Bros, and it sat unwrapped with the Wii box for the first few months while the kids enjoyed playing other games (namely Toys Story and Barbie).
The old school game was eventually opened and G was instantly hooked.
Pretty sure he dreams Mario. We have witnessed him warping from room to room and he will pretend like his dies when things hit him and falls on the floor.
This past Sunday, G took a late afternoon nap and we needed to wake him. I openend his room door, came downstairs, turned up Mario bros. and loudly say, "Sure wish I had someone to play Luigi". Within seconds I hear, "What did you say mom"?
This all takes me back to my childhood. I've enjoyed rediscovering the land of Mario with him. Okay, I've enjoyed it WAY too much. Okay, I admit, I'm the gamer.