Let me start from the beginning…

It was a week before Christmas. All we were trying to do was get a refund on an overcharged iTunes card at a ToysRUs customer service desk. Then they walked in and planted an unopened Wii Sports package right along side of us. My husband and I looked at each other wincing trying to read each other’s minds. Should we?he whispered. NO,” I whispered right back.

Early in the season we had convinced each other that a new gaming system would be a terrible addition to this family. We were one of the few who held on to the Gamecube and our scanty lineup of games. And every now and then, and we were pretty good about this, pull out the cube from it’s little hiding place and let the kids play for a predetermined time frame. Just when the little buggers thought hey maybe mom and dad forgot about stashing the games away, we’d pull the plug and put away the box for an indefinite period of time.

Out of site, out of mind.

Ok. So Christmas rolls along. Someone told us that you could play gamecube games on the Wii system. I didn’t know that did you know that? I started looking online for the Wii system, just to get an idea, and most of the merchants were sold out or on backorder. Great, then it was never meant to be. No way was I going to wait in line to get one. It was just not that big of a deal to me to not get a Wii system.

There we were standing at the ToysRus help desk and a Wii is placed mere inches from our personal space. The couple who returned it seemed oddly pleased to be getting rid of it. Maybe they needed the money. Perhaps it was a response to kids behaving badly. Whatever the reason, it was sitting there and we eyed it like a cat on mouse. We knew there weren’t any left in the electronics department. My husband placed a hand on it as if to show ownership fearing a Wii hungry passerby would catch on. “Do you want it? I’ll be taking it to electronics soon,” spoke the customer service woman. “Give us a minute,” we replied in unison.

A minute is all it took. She asked us one more time. “Well, do you want it?” Her cheerful smile in all its holiday glow begged for nothing less than a yes. “Yeah, we’ll take it.” my husband responded. “Oh my god.” I replied stupefied. Ironically, the pleased look on my face was a sure enough confirmation to my husband that this was the right thing to do. It was not hard for us to rationalize our impulsiveness at the time. We managed to convince ourselves that the couple returning the one and only Wii system remaining in the tristate area returned it for us.

Since owning one, we’ve broken a couple of glass ornaments, pulled a couple of elbows and woke many a morning very, very sore. If you’re a new owner like us, you’ll definitely like its interactiveness, just give yourself enough room and use the wrist strap or you’ll be cracking more than just tree ornaments.