And now my littler kids hang out up there all day, playing GameCube games and watching old Justice League Unlimited DVDs. I hooked up the PS2 and the SNES too, and threw a VHS/DVD combo on there for good measure. I pulled out the GameCube and all the old games, and hooked it up. I dragged the old 36” Sony Trinitron tube TV over there and put it back on its stand (so, so heavy). And again.Īnd that’s how I ended up creating “Classic Gaming Corner” in the playroom on our second floor. She didn’t.Īgain, she said, “I want to play this game.” And then again. I silently kept playing, waiting for her to lose interest and leave the room. “Maybe you can help me play? Like, you can look out for where I should go, and look for secrets and stuff.” She sat for a while longer as I explored SpongeBob’s neighborhood and dipped into Squidward’s house, then said “I want to play this game.” “Well, I have to play through it for my review, but you can play it when I’m done,” was the best response I could muster. Then – to my utter surprise – she said, “I want to play this game.” She watched silently for a while, watching me progress through the tutorial that takes place in SpongeBob’s deceptively large pineapple house. They just remade it, and I’m playing it so I can review it.” “Its an old SpongeBob game we used to play when your brothers were your age. And to my surprise, she came over and sat down on the sofa next to me. But when I fired up SpongBob SquarePants: The Battle for Bikini Bottom Rehydrated for the first time, she happened to be walking by. Other than rolling her eyes when she wants to use the television when I’m playing one of “my games”, she has no interest in my perpetual gaming.
My seven-year-old daughter pays absolutely zero attention to my videogame playing ways.
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