For Christmas one year we made the earth shattering decision to purchase a Game Boy for the boys. It felt like a life changing moment for our family. Choosing to buy only one and have both boys share it was our way of keeping our little team in balance. I remember the day after Christmas when they told their friends what they had gotten. I felt a twinge of guilt for not giving them each their own and then I heard my son say, "It's ok, cuz I'm good at the jumps and he's good at finding the treasures. So we are going fast through the levels."
|Pokemon and Game Boy of the past. (Photo credit: heath_bar)|
We bought the Game Boy because we wanted to do something special for our children. We wanted to indulge one of their kiddie desires. We minimized how much it could control our lives by insisting that our sons shared it and by limiting when they could use it - 10 hour car rides to South Dakota -YES!; parties at friends' homes - NO! We aren't carrying them in a sling anymore but we are still trying to find ways that we can share space and stuff as a family.
It changes over time but there is always something, at every developmental age, that ends up forcing us to decide what is right for our family. Now, there are nights when we are all within 10 feet of each other but on a different screen -, tv, computer, ipod. I'm grateful that we decided to have the screens only on the first level of our house and I'm grateful that we have one tv that requires us to negotiate/talk/argue. Now that we have teenagers it feels like we are starting to reap the benefits of our families' counter cultural revolution. I'm glad that we are still attached and sharing space.