I don't normally write about my family too much as I like to keep that stuff away from my gamer peeps, but a story happened yesterday that made me bust out laughing so I had to share.
My son is two years old and recently has laid claim to my DS. In his mind it's the greatest toy in the world and he's even starting to figure out controls for a few of the games. I've not bothered to try and explain anything to him, as he just likes to mess around but it's cool to see him actually learn and figure things out.
One of his favorite games is one of those Cat training games (it belongs to my daughter). I don't remember which one it is, but you all get the point (one of those Nintendogs games with cats). Anyway he gets into it big time and giggles incessantly whenever he gets the cat to do a trick.
So he's playing the game and at one point I guess the cat needed to take a nap, and I hear him nearly in tears saying, "PLEASE WAKE UP KITTY! PLEASE WAKE UP!" He then shakes it, but to no avail - the cat still slept. He runs over to me crying, "wake up the kitty daddy!" and gives the DS to me, the first time he's ever willingly given me the DS.
Anyway he's taking his gaming seriously. Good for him. And it was pretty cute too.
Tell him the cat died. And tell him it was his fault. Time for some mental tougness traing, you do not want to raise a pussy now, do you?
*checks Gamespot
Wow, a VGPress exclusive, nice!
Awwwww!
What is this? Cat training? Give your son a Wiimote and turn on House of the Dead Overkill. You can play together and he can call you a mother******. It would be true, you are tapping his mother.
Sorry! I think I crossed the line
You are a foul, dirty, filthy foul pirate hooker. And he's not allowed to touch the Wii. Those controls are too expensive.