Minecraft is ever present in our lives. I used to be a bit freaked out about my son playing this video game that killed zombies, sometimes villagers, animals... but aside from the nursery like music playing it’s quite a complex video game idea. Easy E is 8. All his friends play. It’s a lot of what I hear about aside from legos or the occasional Pokémon. I hear about how to create or build something. I hear about what he’s going to create next. I spend a lot of time listening to him. It’s fascinating and a joy that I am so grateful to have.
I wasn’t there when my babies met our baby. I didn’t see them smile, or inspect her the way siblings do. There are no pictures- no one remembered to take any. But, when my son came in to the hospital to see me after he met his baby sister for the first time he said “mom, she has a zombie arm”. To others that may have been a scary thing, but the way my son said it; the way his eyes lit up, it’s like she had a super power. Right out of Minecraft. He almost sounded envious and part of me wonders if he wasn’t just a little. It was the coolest thing he’d really seen that wasn’t as he’d say “computer graphics”. I wanted to bottle that up forever. I hope he always looks at her that way. He is always trying to make her happy. And he’s happy- he waited his whole life to be a big brother. And if he had it his way, we’d pass his clothes down to the little brother we’ll have someday. Someday maybe. Until then, cousins work just fine!
I think of what it will be like when he’s older and she is acutely aware of her differences. I hope he’ll teach her to be strong and proud and to see the best in any situation. Zombie arm. I hope he’ll be her best friend the way I feel my brother and I can be. I hope.
I wasn’t there when my babies met our baby. I didn’t see them smile, or inspect her the way siblings do. There are no pictures- no one remembered to take any. But, when my son came in to the hospital to see me after he met his baby sister for the first time he said “mom, she has a zombie arm”. To others that may have been a scary thing, but the way my son said it; the way his eyes lit up, it’s like she had a super power. Right out of Minecraft. He almost sounded envious and part of me wonders if he wasn’t just a little. It was the coolest thing he’d really seen that wasn’t as he’d say “computer graphics”. I wanted to bottle that up forever. I hope he always looks at her that way. He is always trying to make her happy. And he’s happy- he waited his whole life to be a big brother. And if he had it his way, we’d pass his clothes down to the little brother we’ll have someday. Someday maybe. Until then, cousins work just fine!
I think of what it will be like when he’s older and she is acutely aware of her differences. I hope he’ll teach her to be strong and proud and to see the best in any situation. Zombie arm. I hope he’ll be her best friend the way I feel my brother and I can be. I hope.
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