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It all started with the Nintendo DS game, Lego Star Wars. I gave him the choice to play on the DS or downstairs while I cleaned the kids' bathroom. He chose the DS. And he played quite happily until the very end of my cleaning - at which time he came in crying and being very loud. I asked him to quiet down because his baby sister was sleeping and we were right down the hall from her room. He kept saying, "I can't turn left! I want to turn left, and I can't!"
I tried to explain that when you can't turn a certain direction, it means you need to go another way. But no. He proceeded to cry and cry and cry. I tried to help, really I did. Finally, I told him that he could either stop crying and play for a few more minutes or he could be finished right then. And he kept crying. So we said "Good-bye" to the DS and I sent him downstairs to play.
Oh. My. Goodness.
The screams and the wailing coming from the playroom were awful! He kept repeating, "I want the Nintendo!" over and over. I put away my cleaning supplies, went down to the playroom, then put my little guy down for a nap in his sister's room. He cried all the way, climbed into the bed, and was still crying when I closed the door.
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And as I finish this post, I hear nothing but blissful peace from downstairs. I truly hope my son is taking a much needed nap!