My 4 year old son and I engage in a special
Halloween pointless and powerful father/son conversation without ever making eye
contact as he plays on the iPod.
Boy: (Entering the bedroom at 7AM and sitting at
my desk) I’m playing my new Spider-Man game.
Me: How about a “Good
Morning Dad”?
Boy: No. I need
to focus on my game.
Me: Maybe the game can
take you and your sister trick-or-treating later?
Julia: (Popping into the room for a
split second to mark her territory) I love you dad
and we will be trick or treating right after school! Andrew can stay home.
Wife: Julia! Breakfast!
Now!
Boy: You’re right dad.
Me: Can I get a “Good
Morning Dad” and a hug?
Boy: No. I want the iPod
to take me trick-or-treating.
Me: Why?
Boy: He won’t eat my
candy.
Me: I won’t eat your
candy.
Boy: (Game pause, eye roll, and resume game play)
You’re lying.
Me: How do you know
he won’t eat your candy?
Boy: Because he is a
machine and they don’t eat food.
Me: Oh machines can
eat food. They can do lots of things like travel back in time, take over the
world, and turn everyone into zombies. It’s happened before and they made
movies and games all about it. So you can never trust a machine, but you can
trust your dad. So you wanna go trick-or-treating?
Boy: I’ll go with you
dad.
Me: We’ll have a great
time.
Boy: But first could
you get me one of those zombies” take over the world and we have to hunt them
down” games for the iPod? Zombies are awesome!
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