We got a WiiU at Christmas this year. We weren’t planning to but one night my dear husband discovered it in the AirMiles store. I was asleep, fast asleep, when a voice whispered just beside my head, “should I order the Wii?” “Huh, what the…” “It’s listed on the AirMiles website. We have enough.” “Um… okay…zzzzzzz.” And that’s how we carefully plan through our Christmas purchases!
So since then, my son and husband have been playing Mario Cart 8 most evenings for the last half hour before bedtime. I rarely join in since I’m on a computer all day long at work and my wrists really need a rest in the evenings. Which would explain why I’m not getting good as quickly as they are. Otherwise I’m sure I’d be a superstar, a Mario Cart 8 superstar.
A few nights ago, I went downstairs to play Mario Cart with the boys, you know, some quality family time. My son just groaned, “No mom, I suck as a family!” Apparently when I play, the whole team suffers.