When we were first married, Pete had a variety of different video game systems, which I would list here if I could actually remember what they were. (No need to remind me, Pete.) Some hooked up to the TV and at least one was a handheld thingy. (Such technical terminology, I know.) I would get irritated when Pete would spend an hour or two playing games, because I just didn't get the appeal.
Flash forward to the 21st century. We now have children who are interested in video games. Pete has a Nintendo DS, which I will admit is a pretty slick little package. The girls each got their own version of Nintendogs for Christmas, which they love, and now the other three members of Jenworld have to negotiate who gets to use the one Nintendo DS in our house.
Pete has been playing New Super Mario Brothers lately, which Elegant thinks is just the coolest game ever. If Pete starts playing, it's not long before Elegant joins him to watch. It's almost as good as a movie for her. For me, the best part is watching her. She practically grafts herself to her father and gives him no personal space at all: