Wow, that happened fast.
It’s been cooler here than the middle of the country, for which I’m grateful, but it’s also been beastly humid with lots of thunderstorms.
Wow, that happened fast.
It’s been cooler here than the middle of the country, for which I’m grateful, but it’s also been beastly humid with lots of thunderstorms.
This summer, our son got hooked on Minecraft.* He played it at a couple of friends’ houses, and then he discovered videos about it on YouTube — videos which showed him the wide array of what was possible in the game. (Some of them also showed him colorful metaphors of the sort he doesn’t hear around our house, and when I overheard one such, I told him I wanted him to refrain from watching videos by that particular person.) He downloaded the demo to the Xbox. He wanted the full version.
My husband came up with a win-win scenario: our son cleaned his room up by Labor Day, and we’d get the full version. Great happiness ensued.