My boys have become engrossed in video games, lately. Trevor busted out the old skool original Nintendo (think: 1984 and Duck Hunt) and has been playing Tecmo Bowl to his heart’s content in the man room. Knox is very into this new pastime, and flings himself out of my arms in a desperate attempt to get Trevor’s controller. I sit there and laugh, because inevitably when his game is getting “good” (you know… when one pixely dot is about to tackle another pixely dot) he starts pushing the buttons faster, thereby causing Knox to fly into a frenzied hysteria of NEED for that controller. Finally, after losing frequently to the computer because his controller was being eaten by the baby, Trevor cleaned off an unused controller for Knox to play with. Now, they both sit with their controllers and play Nintendo. Of course, Knox isn’t as much playing as he is slobbering, but still, he thinks he’s doing something.
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