That was, of course, until he got his vacation pay last night. Now a Wii package has been ordered and set for delivery by Saturday. He just bought a fucking Wii, out of the blue. He's totally out classed me in the gamer-realm. He has a list of games he wants, plans to spend all weekend on it, and, the biggest thing of all, forced a rearrangement of our entire living room just so that we could have a better 'Wii-space'.
Yea gods, I love that Boy.