Calvin

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Tue, Feb 17, 2009

• Tue, Feb 17, 2009 11:00 PM

  From Lawnmowers to Nintendo DS
  
  Several years ago, Calvin became addicted to a plastic lawnmower my mom bought for him. So addicted, in fact, that it became the subject of my nightmares for several weeks until he moved onto the next obsession.
  
  Well, now he's 6 going on 18, and his current addiction is MarioKart for the Nintendo DS. You take your average cracked-out cokehead who is in the middle of cutting off his foot in order to pay for his next fix and you still haven't quite grasped the severity of Calvin's addiction.
  
  It's gotten so bad that we've limited him to playing it only on the weekends. And even then, with time limits enforced.
  
  This afternoon after we picked him up from school, he seemed sullen and just not himself. I kept asking himself what was wrong, but he didn't feel like sharing. I kept at it, though, and he finally admitted that the reason he was sad was because 2 of his friends had Nintendo DS games at school and wouldn't share with him. Totally ruined the dude's week.
  
  After we'd gotten home, I went into the other room to change out of my work clothes when I heard the familiar sound of Calvin revving up the ol' Nintendo DS. I walked into the living room and reminded him that this game is a weekend deal. This resulted in actual tears. Acutal. tears.
  
  Not the fake-y tears 6-year-olds are wont to produce, but actual tears brought on by actual distress that I actually wasn't allowing him to play a game his friends wouldn't share with him today.
  
  It almost would have been a little sad if it hadn't been so pathetic. It did, however, demonstrate that Calvin has inherited a trait from both Joep & I. From Joep, a love of video games. From me, a flair for the dramatic.
  
  So my point in all this fluff is that I'm wondering if anyone is in the market for a used Nintendo DS. It comes with the MarioKart game and dried tears. I fear that cold turkey is the only way to pull Calvin out of this. It's going to be a rough couple weeks.

  Comments:

  Bart:  I've been wanting that DS for a long time...lol!! But I'm afraid my friends will write the same thing in a couple of months... ;)
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