Alan and I were talking about Super Mario Brothers and he realized that the little NES controller would fit perfectly in Simon's hands. So this afternoon, after a whole week of no accidents (!) Alan set up a little TV and the NES in the play room.
Simon totally loved it, as I'm sure you can imagine. He was sort of getting the hang of it, though obviously not zipping through levels. When I had a go I realized a lot of it was muscle memory; I used to be able to fly through the game but my jumps were off and I kept dying. We also switched controllers between each level, so that didn't help get a rhythm. Lillian stayed in the other room with whoever wasn't playing - she's too little for TV yet!
We only played for an hour or so and then we went outside and played baseball - no complaints. (And the NES/TV is already put away.)




