So. The box arrived yesterday. You know - the box with the WII in it.
The elusive Wii.
The Wii that I make sure we look for at Target every single time we're there, pointing out to the boys, "Oh, rats. Look. They still don't have any Wiis."
The boys know that Wiis are hard to come by. Still, they asked Santa for one, and Santa came through. Doofus Santa opened it up last night, and meant to take it upstairs to hide it, but instead, he got distracted and left it on the kitchen counter.
This morning, Ian came down for breakfast, and exclaimed, "HEY! A Wii!!"
Santa, quick on his feet, said, "That's not a Wii. It's just a box."
Then he grabbed it up quick and brought it upstairs.
I can't believe he had the guts to tell me about it. Doofus.