Ask me how to strap a giant whale to my minivan and drive 1600 miles home with it! I'll tell you how. Ask me to define the word sharing. It's different than what you might expect. Ask me how to get your child to learn there's more to life than pb&j. Wait, don't ask me that. Ask me what it's like to have an autistic child. I'll try to help you understand. Ask me to show you my Mom of the Year award! Oops, usually I'm out of the running for that about 10 minutes after getting out of bed.
Yet, it's all good. Sure, the paycheck is lost in the mail but I still wouldn't trade this life, quirks and all. In my posts, I'm hoping you'll find humor and honesty and that you'll be able to relate to my humble acceptance of motherhood's ups, downs and in betweens.
Welcome to my world!
Future World Leaders? Not Getting MY Vote
OK, so my two older boys like to play this computer game called Civilization II. It’s way over my head and something that I generally stay out of and let my husband deal with and answer any questions about. Basically, from what I’ve gathered,one develops civilizations on the computer, starting from the most primitive of times. Both boys have created several countries and cities and in passing, I’ve picked up from them that as often happens in real life civilizations, over population has become a problem for some of the cyberlands with which they deal. Logan’s solution to this? Let’s just say I’m more than a little suspicious regarding the type of future we might face should Logan and/or Ryan ever hold the office of President of the United States.
An overheard recent conversation between them:
Logan: This city has too many people in it. I’m going to send a nuclear bomb to it to fix that problem.
Ryan: You might have to send two or three.
Logan: I know, but I’m just going to start with one and then I’ll send more if the population doesn’t go down enough.
Ryan: WAIT! I want to watch. I like to see the mushroom cloud explode.
Logan: Hurry up, I just sent it.
Both boys are silent as they observe the computer simulate a nuclear attack on several million innocent, unsuspecting, overpopulating citizens. A loud explosion sound can be heard from the computer’s speakers.
Both Boys: COOL!
Sheesh! What would Amy Carter say?
Oh no! Do you remember in the 5th grade when you had this crazy irrational fear that we were all going to get nuked? I think this is the proof you’ve been waiting for! Ha!
Comment by Debbie — July 13, 2009 @ 8:07 pm