Chance fell in love with the baseball game that Matt got called "The Bigs" and has been pitching and hitting almost as much as he did in real life during baseball season. Grandma D and Papa Chuck were down on Sunday, so Papa challenged Chance in pool and bowling, and Grandma D raced cows with Colton. Really, it's fun for the whole family - and they're not even paying me to be their commercial!! If anyone out there (of you 5 people reading) have a preview copy of the Wii Fit game coming out in 2008 that you'd like me to try out, send it my way - that's my next ambition!
So, some snippets from our Wiikend . . .
- Colton - Daddy, can you help me swing the golf club? / Daddy - You have to keep your feet still, buddy. / Colton - Daddy, you stand there, and use your "talented toes" to keep my feet from moving! (Yes, as you can guess, the "talented toes" is a whole 'nother blog in itself!)
- Chance - My arm is sooooo sore from pitching and hitting. Mom, I don't think I can do swim lessons tomorrow. / Mom - if your arm is too sore to swim, it will certainly need the rest of the week to recover. So, if you don't swim, you can't play the Wii. / Chance - I think if I stretch it out on the way to the pool, I'll probably still be able to swim . . .
- Papa Chuck - Dar, I think the grand kids really need one of these at our house. They would all have so much fun with it! We ought to just stop at Wal-Mart on the way home and pick one up for ourselves.
- Mommy - I think, at least for awhile, I have more leverage than I have ever had in my parenting journey thus far. Just the mere mention of a Wii hiatus snaps Chance to attention in a heartbeat. And if you think I exaggerate - he dusted the microwave last night . . . . without being asked. I've got the power!!! Or at least, the cord to the Wii, which, at the present moment, is synonymous.