An entire wing.
It's the strangest thing. You can actually stand in front of a mammoth touch screen and create a mutation of your very own virtual spawn. Which I caught Andrew doing after I'd finished watching a pair of chickens fight their way out of their shells.
We stood there in silence, watching our video animated kidlet grow from the size of kidney bean to a bowling ball, based on the buttons he'd pushed, in a matter of seconds.
"Wow," I said. The thing on the screen was big headed and short. Like me.
"We could do that," he offered.
"What? Have a kid that looks like a piece of sushi?"
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The sushi kid has been on my mind ever since. This morning I overheard Andrew in a restrained voice saying loudly, "I'M GOING TO DOG WHISPER THE HELL OUT OF YOU, SLATE. KNOCK. IT. OFF."
I've been trying to share more controlled disciplinary tactics with him. You know, as practice. Just in case.
I think we'll wait a little longer on the sushi.
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Wow, I'd love to see that exhibit!
Ha! I would love to see that exhibit, too!! Baby chicks breaking out of their shells? I would totally shed tears.
But disciplining a kid is different than disciplining a dog, btw. :)
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