Gary is still flying off the endorphins of Disaster Recovery. Today on our walk we had this exchange:
"SO. Ellen! What do you want to do this weekend?"
"Well, I want to play with my Wii."
"I played with my Wii today when you weren't here."
"That joke never gets old."
"No it doesn't. In fact, we haven't even touched on the comic possibilites that we have a Wii FIT."
Yes! How did I miss this? I hadn't noticed, but we are a Multi-Fit family, so appropriate for someone with epilepsy:
The Germophobe in-laws have bought us this for Christmas:
And somehow we have avoided getting a subscription to this magazine:
Ironic, since Gary has been pretty fit-free for twenty years now.