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March 13, 2005

Moo

The mad cows of Diablo are forgotten for a while; now he's playing Resident Evil 4. He has an almost supernatural feel for the controls, as I guess kids of his generation do. Flesh-eating zombies, grotesque monsters, caves and caverns and deserted towns and mysterious strangers--the game is weird and fascinating and I wonder if he thinks about it the way I do: it's a movie and I'm the main character. Except that I am so used to movies instead of video games that I immediately become zombie lunch because I get so freaked out that I can't move. Game over.

I saw a lot of him this weekend while his sister was spending the night at her friend's house. I don't usually get to hang out with him any more because she gets jealous and he's mostly out with friends. But he made himself available and approachable for me. I'd forgotten how easy he is to be around and how much I like talking to him. Also easy to forget he's only 14 when we wonder about the same things, when we both like the new Foo Fighters cd, when he talks about you in a way that makes me see that he sees, and when we laugh at the same things in Arrested Development.

He changed the windshield wipers on my car for me. I knew he'd be able to figure it out; neither I nor my neighbor's husband could and it was funny to see him first giving instructions and then just taking over. No sighing or swearing, he just worked until it was done, no big deal Mom; now let me get back to the zombies. There's a world to save.

Posted by JudyLa at 10:06 PM | Comments (0)