For the last week all I've heard is "I hope the rental agency send us the Transformers game", "the Transformers game looks amazing" etc. Well yesterday they did send it and it arrived on my doormat this morning. So tonight he finishes washing up the dishes from dinner and starts playing it. Less than 10 minutes pass and he turns it off, tells me loudly that the game is stupid and uncontrollable and practically throws the remotes back in the basket. He's now sulking in the living room channel hopping through every satellite station we receive and not talking to me because I foolishly suggested that if he couldn't figure out the controls we could look them up on a gaming site (wii games are notoriously difficult I know as I play some too.) *sigh* At least it's practise for when I have stroppy kids/teenagers. They really do just forget to grow up don't they??