A Poor Man’s X-box

At Thanksgiving, Blue Suit Little Guy saw an X-box for the first time at my uncle’s house. Needless to say, he was impressed -- chip off the ol’ block. I got Blue Suit Little Guy to run upstairs and tell Mommy, “Daddy needs an X-box.” Needless to say, Mommy was not impressed.

On Sunday, we were watching Pittsburgh helping Cincinnati to win their football game. We took a box (hey, we’re a military family; we’ve got lots of boxes) and drew a football field on it. Rachel tried to teach Blue Suit Little Guy how the game was played. I kept watching Pittsburgh help Cincinnati win.

On Monday, Blue Suit Little Guy decided to turn cardboard box into X-box. (He told Mommy, “Come play football with me!”) Here’s the result:

Move over, Madden.