Katamommy Damacy

Long, long ago there lived two married people, no kids, but one LAN.  We played games.  We played games from our respective offices, chatting with our friends via text, while talking to each other from the next room.  We'd have New Years Eve parties where we'd turn our favorite four-player games into drinking games--the drinking party being where I showed my skill, the gaming part where Chris was master.

Then we became parents, and our gaming habits changed.  Mine went on hiatus.  Chris opted for quicker games that could be dropped when the typical parenting stuff happened.  He loved Guitar Hero because Jude could take a toy guitar and jam along, thus sharing some time with him.  Now Karenna is school-aged and becoming interested in computers and games.  You could say it's her environment.  it's probably in her blood.

We've been trying a number of easy games out on her.  As much as she dislikes how much attention Star Wars gets in this house, she and her brother have taken quite an interest in Lego Star Wars.  She and he brother also play Mario Kart, if you take the word "play" to mean wander about the courses aimlessly until their time runs out.

But one particular favorite of Karenna's is Katamari Damacy.  It's easy enough for a kindergartner to use a controller to roll around a sticky ball and pick up stuff and does not contain objectionable content.

After we all took turns playing today, the kids had to clean up the living room.  They were pretty upset about this and melodrama ensued. Eventually I got on the floor to help them.  But the crazy in me did not stop there.  I curled up into a ball.  Karenna rolled me like a live-action Katamari ball.  As she rolled me to toys I'd grab them and give them to each kid to put away.

We had lots of fun being "Katamommy Damacy", but it does leave you a bit dizzy...