Last Christmas we went to Australia. Meg and I were riding around the neighbourhood chatting while Meg checked out the real estate (she doesn't want much- just a house with a wrap around verandah, a pool, a paved driveway and a basketball hoop...) when we came across a garage sale.
An old school garage sale with all the goods out on sheets in the driveway and things going for 50 cents and a dollar. We raced home and grabbed my wallet and went back and bought them out.
Well not really but almost!
Meg got a whole lot of science magazines, Amy got Where's Wally books, they both got Little Miss pyjamas, Meg picked up a bunch of her favourite Target camisole tops (shirts in Australia, underwear in Japan), I picked up some great board games and on a whim, to round our purchases up to a whopping $10 I threw in a dance dance revolution game.
I remember dance dance revolution from when I was on exchange here- game centres had huge crowds around the dance dance revolution games as players robotically moved in time to the prompts on the screen.
We are a wii/ playstation/ xbox free household so this is our first video game.
Amy had a friend over on the weekend and they got it out.
The friend was asking questions:
Where do the mats plug in?
Ahhhh is it wifi?
How does it work?
You just dance.
And so they did.
They danced and danced on their non-plugged in mats.
And I had to use the remote to change the song every 2-3 minutes as requested after I saw Amy poking at the TV screen.
Poor child usually watches TV on the i-pad and didn't realise our TV is not a touchscreen....
She needs a bit more old skool education, huh?