My Confession

PicCollage-6Today, I mentally went to my “special” place (in my mind) when my son started talking about the new safe house that he built in Minecraft. For 45 minutes, I heard about zombies, secret passageways, storage chests and some poor cows that fell over and turned into leather. I tried to look interested, I really did and even interjected an “Oh, my goodness, really?” every couple of minutes. I truly thought this game would lose its appeal after a couple of weeks but…it seems to be hanging on…tight.
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