My wife wasn't exactly surprised when I said I thought "our kids" might need a video-game deck for the holidays. Given my penchant for computer-based shoot-'em-ups, simulators and splatter games of any kind, how long would it be before I graduated to the hard stuff? Did I say "I"? Ha-ha. Slip of the tongue. My kids, I mean. "It'll be educational for the girls," I assured her.
I knew I was in trouble a few nights later when Ella and I were blissfully kung-fuing away in a martial-arts game. My wily six-year-old was trying to pull an unlikely Peking Pile Driver...
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