Rule the World
JP: “Mom can I order a computer game off Ebay?”
Me: “What’s the game?”
JP: “Empire Earth”
Me: “What do you do on it?”
JP: “You get to try and rule the world.”
Me: “That’s a pretty lofty goal for the summer.”
JP: Smirks
Ironically, later in the day JP unpacks his folder from school. The PTA is recommending a computer software package that will keep skills sharp over the summer. The cute girl on the glossy order form doesn’t look interested in world domination. Next conversation:
Me: “Hey, JP look. This is the computer game you should get for summer.”
JP: “Yeah, right mom. They always send that stuff home. It probably has bunnies or clowns teaching math.”
Me: “Hmm, so you could rule the world with the game you want or practice fractions for sixth grade with this PTA approved stuff….Yeah, I think you should rule the world.”
Both: Smirk
Oh, to be eleven and dream that you can have control. Maybe I’ll play Empire Earth this summer too.
4 Responses to “Rule the World”
June 8th, 2007 at 12:20 pm
LOL, so cute!
June 8th, 2007 at 1:32 pm
I know that is the decision my three boys would make. Your son may not rule the world but it sounds like he may take over your computer.
June 9th, 2007 at 10:41 am
Hi - I found you through Heidi’s blog (HSJ writer) and I am really impressed with your website. I like the laundry dial/functions at the top. Really cute!
My toddler is only 2.5 but he thinks he can rule us and we are his whole world. I’m a bit of these stories. Now at least I’ll be a bit more prepared for it.
June 10th, 2007 at 10:28 pm
Hey Kathy, sign me up for the world domination one. Maybe that’s my calling…to design games that conquer the world as I see fit. I never thought about it, but what fun those people must have, don’t you think? I suppose we’re masters of our little worlds, right? At least masters of the laundry–well you are anyway. Hey, I saw on AOL news the other day that a collection of priceless documents–love letters from Napolean, etc. were just located in some deceased man’s laundry room. What’s hiding in your basement? There’s dust in mine.