Waiting for WoW
Phoebe will tell you how she hates waiting and being patient. If you are lucky, you may not get that fact stated to you over and over and over in the octave of whine topped (bottomed?) with a stomping foot…or two. Waiting, is still, boring:
Phoebe did wait fairly well this particular time. You see, she was waiting for Ray – her WoW addicted father – to finish whatever computer work he was doing (or maybe he was playing Wow?) so that she could get logged in to play her WoW character. Yes, my husband is not only addicted to this game, he has created a 6.5 year old WoW addict! At least its something they can do together.
Ray used to play games like this with Alex when she was very young as well. Phoebe is at that great age where she can read and has all the coordination and focus and, yes, some patience in order for it to be an enjoyable thing for them to do together.
I, however, currently have zero interest in learning the password to log in. Thus, I cannot be coerced into allowing her to play for a short time (which it NEVER is with these games) while Ray is not here. *insert evil laugh* Perhaps you recall that South Park episode: Make Love, Not Warcraft? During which Kyle’s mother calls it a stupid game and such? Yeah, that would be me.
Don’t get me wrong. I’m happy they enjoy it. I’m thrilled its something that they do together (kind of together, since only one of them can play at a time…for now).


