June 26, 2006

I guess I'm famous.

The other day I was sitting on the computer playing Age of Empires III. It’s one of my favorite games. There is just something satisfying about building up an army and then decimating your opponent. Especially when I have a bunch of Indian allies that I can turn loose upon the unsuspecting settlers. When I hear their death screams it’s soothing. Much like the relaxing sound of a soft rain on a warm summers evening.

Clone comes over and decides he wants to watch me play. That’s not unusual, he also is fascinated by the settlers death cries. This time he decided that instead of getting his own chair, he wanted to sit on my lap. Sure, no problem. Maybe it’s harder to play, but I was getting toward the end of the game and I pretty much had already won. All I had to do was send the amassed army of 50 natives, 30 cavalry, 80 infantry and 18 artillery against the unsuspecting French. All was going well.

Then Clone looks up onto the computer desk and sees my Silent Bob Action Figure. He points at it and says, “That’s you, dada!” Looking at where he’s pointing, I chuckle and try to explain that no, no that’s not me at all. Clone looks at me like I am on crack and with all the seriousness a 3 year old has states, “No, that’s you!” Trying to argue with a 3 year old is an exercise in futility. However, I’m a stubborn man, so I tried. For 20 minutes I argued with him that it was not me, it was in deed Silent Bob. Apparently Clone is also stubborn, he must get it from his mother. At the end of twenty minutes I gave up. Telling him, “You’re right. That’s me.” I was hoping that would shut him up.

Did that work?

Hell no! Looking me in the eye, in all seriousness he says, “Dada, you tell the truth! It’s naughty to lie. You can’t say it’s not you!” Then he kept going on about how I have a statue of myself. I was torn between laughing from the loss of sanity to duct taping him to the ceiling fan.

I can see where he might think it looks like me. We both have facial hair. We’re both bigger guys, I do wear a hat a lot (only not backwards) and I do have a black overcoat that I wear to work on colder days. At least my son thinks I’m famous.

Posted by Contagion in Family Life at June 26, 2006 07:12 PM | TrackBack

So do you have any stories that would illustrate a moral that would other wise go unnoticed?

Posted by: Dr. Phat Tony at June 26, 2006 07:50 PM

Not really... then again I didn't think any of my stories had morals to them.

Posted by: Contagion at June 26, 2006 08:26 PM

You argue with 3 year olds? *grin* An exercise in futility I assure you. The correct answer to that one is - "yes it does look like me doesn't it".

Oh but I can so see him saying that. ROFLMAO.

Posted by: Teresa at June 26, 2006 08:46 PM

ROTFLMAO!!! I love to hear conversations with young ones.

Posted by: vw bug at June 27, 2006 05:51 AM

We have a bungee cord on the ceiling fan.

Posted by: Tink at June 27, 2006 03:48 PM

Have you tried Civilization - it's one of my fav's.

Posted by: Carmen at June 28, 2006 06:04 AM