I know to the wrong ears this could sound ridiculous, but I really think this is so sweet. I'll do my best to tell you all about it. A couple of days ago we resurrected Mario Sunshine. (It's a video game.) It used to be our all-time favorite back when it was released in 2002. (That's so crazy. That was twelve years ago!) Maybe we didn't get it when it first came out; maybe it was 2003. Anyway, it's hard to say how long we played this game before it took a back seat to some other video game, but let's just say it became a meaningful part of our family history. Some families have a pool, or a boat, or a cabin in the woods upon which they build family memories; we had Mario Sunshine, and we were happy. In a book titled Story of Success, which I have not read by the way, it repeatedly mentions the "10,000-Hour Rule", claiming that the key to success in any field is, to a large extent, a matter of practicing a specific task for a total of around 10,000 hours. We were all quite good at the game, so I'm just going to assume that we played at least that much. So, 2003.... that means Snow was 7, Daniel was 4, Hannah- 2 & Emmeli- unborn. Assuming we played for at least a couple of years to allow for 10,000 hours, by the time we stopped playing I'm guessing Emmeli was at most 3. The kids have continued to play on and off over the years, but at some point it sort of fizzled out as a family objective. Recently, as I said, we've been playing again, really just for novelty purposes. We were going to see if we could beat the game in one night. Well, of course we didn't, but it has awakened in us a common goal once again. I'm glad I now have all this history recorded, but this was not the purpose of this post. What inspired me to write was this (1) Last night while holding Hannah's hand, with Em sitting on my lap, Ben holding my other hand, & Snow snuggling up next to me while we watched Daniel play his turn, I felt like my kids were all still quite small enough. That is very strange, because it's usually altogether the opposite feeling. I was just so thankful to be all together completely enthralled in this brightly colored world where you run around & spray things with water to beat a weird looking turtle-dog & rescue a pink princess. So that's #1. (2) Sunday night when we were playing, I went downstairs to make everyone a snack & Emmeli came down to keep me informed of what was happening in the story on the game. She told me, excitedly, that Koopa had kidnapped Peach because he thought she was his mommy (as if I didn't know). As she told me this as if it was new news, it dawned on me that this new development with its old familiar feelings for the rest of us was all new to her. The game was not new to her, it was playing it together that was new. It totally warmed my heart. It was an initiation of sorts into our little Mario Sunshine club, which I know sounds ridiculous, but I can't think of any other way to add the proper significance. Sometimes I feel like Em misses out on so many things that the older kids had when they were small, because now we have big (almost adult) kids & family dynamics have changed. When Snow & Daniel were still small, & Hannah was a baby, we were all about Winnie the Pooh and Chicka Chicka Boom Boom & PB&J Otter. Now we're all about the Avengers, & Clue, & the olympics. Not that Emmeli is a baby, but I'm talking about even when she was a toddler. We were just already over all of those books & games we had read/ played120 times over. We had already graduated into Emperor's New Groove, Little Big Planet, & Fantastic Mr. Fox. All of those things are great, they're my favorite, but they're not quite the Discovery Toys, Mother Goose type family times of old. So anyway, this is quite a blog & I have so many other things I should be doing; but life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
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