Nintendo

I caught the kids playing their Nintendos at 10 o’clock last night (well past bedtime).  They looked suitably guilty, which made it hard not to laugh as I took the consoles from them.  For good parenting reasons I’m supposed to be angry, but I remember (and in fact still experience) the feeling of wanting to play something that much.  The consoles will live downstairs from now on, but I think they’re chastened enough that I won’t do any more than that.