Where is my Wii?

Ever since my little brother, Nihar played the Wii at my friend's house, he fell in love with it! My dad also seemed enthusiastic about buying the game, and Nihar was so sure that we would get it from "Santa Claus". On Christmas morning, Nihar and me, ran downstairs to see how many presents we got. I started feeling my presents, trying to guess what they are. Nihar on the other hand, was throwing presents everywhere, saying "Where is my Wii?". That morning, while opening presents, Nihar made sure that he opened the bigger ones first, hoping it was the Wii. He never found it. With each present, he said, "Where's the Wii, Dad", "Where is my Wii, Mom,", "Is this the Wii?" It never was. He ended up getting many good things, but no Wii. Later that day, my dad was holding a barbecue party with many close friends. At the end of the party, we opened more presents friends gave us. Nihar starts again with "I think this is my Wii?", "Hmm, it this the Wii?". The day ended Wii-less, and while putting Nihar to bed, Nihar says, "I think I will start asking for a Wii next Christmas!". Ugh, here we go again!!!!