Proud Dad

I'm so proud of my kids. Ok, so I have lofty expectations, but I really am so proud. I don't run to soothe my babies after they fall and scrape their knees...I sneer, "get up! You can't pick yourself back up if you don't fall!" I also usually get a Big dirty look from my wife...but that's another blog. Anyway, although Tayden's only in the first grade, I expect him to read me the feature story of the daily Wall Street Journal. Yea...talking about North Korea's ambivalence with the South just makes breakfast so much more engaging! Finally, I don't think it was too much to ask that Kailan learned to eat all by herself - using chopsticks - before she turned two. Doesn't every parent expect just as much?

So you can see why I'm one proud dad. But the other day, Tayden took proud to another level. It almost brought me to tears. He asked me to download Zombie Farm for his iPhone! My boy...a zombie fan! (eyes welling up)

Now, one look at my DVD collection and bookshelf and it's clear that I have an affinity for the living dead. From classics like Night of the Living Dead, to cult classics like The Army of Darkness, to new classics like Shaun of the Dead and Zombieland, not to mention The Zombie Survival Guide, the definitive book of eli when the apocalypse occurs...if there's brains to be eaten, automatic thumbs up! So needless to say, he didn't have to ask twice, instant download!

It's a cute game. Combining farming skills with how to plant, grow, and raise a cute little monster of your own. Tap on the zombies and a cute, " Brains!"
yelp ensues. You can even buy a mausoleum for them to sleep in! And here's the topper of them all...there's no better feeling for a zombie Dad fan than hearing from your six year old, "Dad! My zombie is hungry...I need to buy some brains."

(tears) So proud.


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