My kids like to play the Wii. I do not. So their Wii-life (lived with their dad) happily does not intersect with the real life I live with them.
Until recent events have brought the Wii-life and the real life together all too much.
Yesterday, my husband reported that on the drive back from Hebrew School Kay (age 4) insisted when they were going along a nice straightaway of road, "Do a wheelie! Do a wheelie!"
And then a few minutes later, as they drove by another car, "Shoot a turtle shell!"
"That's funny," I replied. "I bet since Magpie's older (age 6) and realizes those things can't really happen in real life, thought that was really silly."
And my husband, chuckling, says, "Yeah, Magpie totally thought it was ridiculous because it was obviously a situation where I should use the oil slick, or maybe the magic bullet, but definitely not turtle shells."
But wait, there's more.
Today, I got even further proof that the kids really have no idea that this thing called life is not just a 3-D video game.
It was the witching hour. Their infant brother was screaming and screaming and screaming. Magpie was trying to get my attention. I yelled over the baby, "I can't hear you, Ziggy's screaming! Wait a minute!"
And Magpie hollers back, "Mom, pause the baby just for a minute!"
And I tell you, she was not kidding.
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