Despite the fact that the missus robbed me of the honour of introducing handheld gaming to our younglings, through the dark allure of the iphone; I finally got to trump her feat by sharing a landmark moment in my daughter’s opposable thumbs training program. It was a proud moment for me, with the wife’s blessings of course.
Pride flowed over me as my daughter flapped frantically and gesticulated wildly to the fanfare of a hip digitized soundtrack, peppered with crackles of diabolical laughter. Yes, little Nana has outdone her old man once again, adapting to the ancient art of nin-ten-do, “hai!” and beat me at a round of Raving Rabbits on the Nintendo Wii console, no less. Yes, she’s three, and I’m thirty. Though I divulge that I granted her the benefit of a head start to sweeten the experience.
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