In prayers
I’m going to pitch a new TV show to the networks. ”Are you better at Wii than a 7 year-old” will feature gaming unsaavy adults playing Wii against their younger relatives. I discovered during Easter, in my attempt to be hip with the nephews, I need to upgrade my Ms. Pacman-era gaming skills.
While everyone in the house was sick, the youngest nephew who is 7 took it upon himself to keep us entertained by “teaching” me some of his Wii games. He enjoyed talking a lot and telling tips and tricks, but leaving out a few details to ensure he’d win every game. Whatever. I get it. He gets crushed by his older brother so this was the first time he had an equal-skilled opponent.
After my day-long tutorial, my brother came downstairs laughing. Apparently, I was in the kid’s evening prayers. ”And thank you for bringing me Aunt Marna so that I had someone to play with whose butt I could whip.”
Just you wait kid. I vow never to be in 12th place again in Super Mario Cart. I’m going to find someone to play with here so I can start my driver’s ed.
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