I think that for most mothers, the video game is something that is at most tolerated, and possibly hated. The evil entity that grabs hold of our children's minds, warping and possessing them, and keeping them from more wholesome pastimes like reading and outdoor activity.
I, however, love them. I confess. I love them dearly. I played them long before Jude was born, and I still play them in some form or other on a daily basis.
It is therefore, very difficult for me to tell Jude that he needs to turn off the stupid video games or his brain is going to rot. "Your brain isn't rotten, Mom. And you play every day." Yes, this is true. And...what can I say? So I am probably a teensy bit too indulgent. I'm the mom who hears "But I have to finish this level!!" and says "Oh. Yeah. You gotta finish the level, duh."
The mom of one of Jude's friends told me the other day that I was considered "the cool mom" by the boys because I occasionally play a video game called "Injustice" with Jude. In fact, I've kicked his butt a couple of times. Just saying.
But I'm not sure if this is, in fact, "cool" or if it's..."irresponsible".
The other day, I made a drastic move. I got my own gamertag on XBox. I'm...YourDorkyMom. Because I thought it would be really funny for me to kill my child in a game and the game would inform him "You have been killed by YourDorkyMom". Jude thought it was funny too.
Not only did I get this new gamertag thing, but I've spent about 6 hours this week playing...prepare yourselves...Minecraft. Yes, Minecraft, the video game obsession of most of the children of the world.
And let me tell you, people, it is HARD. Seriously. It's not easy to negotiate your way around this little cubicle world, mining and chopping and crafting and avoiding being murdered by creepers and skeletons! So many buttons and confusion! So far, I have made it through the tutorial and have started playing in creative mode. Which I much say, I prefer, because you can just build and decorate and plant a lovely garden without having to worry about zombies.
I also made another rather indulgent decision this week. Jude is completely obsessed with these YouTube Minecraft videos. He has recently become a hardcore fan of someone named Stampy Longnose, a pithy Brit who makes rather funny and erudite Minecraft "Let's Plays". Jude has decided that his life will only be complete if Stampy invites him to play in his Minecraft "Love Garden". Don't worry, it isn't as nefarious as it sounds.
First, I "liked" Stampy Longnose on Facebook so that Jude could submit something he constructed in Minecraft to one of Stampy's contests.
Then, after MUCH badgering, I finally surprised the boy by getting him his own YouTube account. He is not allowed to post videos of his own, but now he can subscribe to his favorite YouTubers and post comments. This business involved my actually lying to the YouTube people, and making Jude 3 years older than he is. I have sworn the boy not to make a fool out of me by trolling for inappropriate videos and such. He promises to be good. And, possibly foolishly, I trust the boy. So far, he has had me double check all of his spelling and grammar before he posts a comment. He's very happy.
I sincerely hope this indulgence doesn't come to bite me in the butt. It probably will.
In the meantime...I need to get back to my Minecrafting. I just killed a skeleton and got a BONE. So now I can make the dog that has been following me around my pet! SO exciting. What should I name him? I'm building a lovely little home out of cobblestones. I think I'll try creating an elaborate formal garden. Like Versailles. Wish me luck!