Games build better minds my friends. Oh yes, I said it, better, faster, quicker you know...better.
Oh! and for those who think it makes you fat...I do not play video games...ahem...my husband does NOT play video games...ahem We are the chunky butts in our family.
Our boys are the bookends in the picture and play video games hours and hours a day.
PJ is the friend in the middle who goes to public school and doesn't get to play much.
The tall man in the middle makes his living playing them.
I rest my case.
And Yes our boys do play the bloody ones. They play the really gross, gory, head rolling, blood squirting games. I would venture to say that our household deals in reality rather than rose colored glasses. Bye bye pack man, hello virtual reality. I like desensitizing them to blood. They won't be the weak boys who faint at the sight of blood that's for sure. I want my boys to be strong, what can I say?
As you can imagine, boys who play online video games tend to follow other great players. They keep up with who the best players are and where they are playing and how much money the players have made. It is much like following a favorite athlete except these athletes use their intelligence and fine motor skills rather than gross motor skills.
As we stood by the science geek exhibit watching them make ice cream from nitrogen who should walk by again but WALSHY!! Oh My!
PJ got up the nerve to look at him and nod. Walshy nodded and smiled. Kazz stood there as if he were afraid to look in Walshy's direction so he pretended to be interested in what I was saying. LOL
I said, "Who was that?"
PJ in a frantic whisper: "Walshy!"
I started laughing and asked why he didn't say hello. PJ explained that he DID say hello. He nodded and Walshy nodded back. ROFL
Well, they got up the nerve to walk into the ballroom.
Vinze was looking all over to find Little Poison. I was trying to help by looking for an 8 year old walking around but there were a few so I asked what he looked like and Vinze said, "I don't know. I've never seen him." I about lost it. I was chuckling so hard.
Then it happened. The boys saw Walshy getting interviewed by a reporter. They stopped and pretended to be interested in the games that were taking place. They chatted with each other about the games, all the while looking over at Walshy. Well, you know, it had to be done. I walked over to his table and began talking with, who we later found out were, his business partners. They were very sweet. We bought some of Walshy's T-Shirts.
After the interview Walshy stood up, walked over to our boys and began chatting up a storm. He is the sweetest man and all smiles. He was chomping at the bit to play some games but he couldn't because all the tables were full due to so many gamers coming out to support Autism Research. He chatted with the boys and took his own pictures of our boys and him. What a hoot. I took some pictures too.Well, lo and behold, as we were walking out of the auditorium who should we spy but Little Poison. How do I know that? Kazz halted in his tracks, turned toward the wall and said in a low voice, "That's little poison." ROFL
I laughed at my boys most of the day because of how they acted around and/or near their equivalent of Brad Pitt but truth be told, if I had run into Andy Garcia or Oh My Gosh, Bon Jovi do you know what I would have done?
Stopped in my tracks, turned toward the wall and whispered, "Do you know who that was?"