I came home from the store this afternoon, the kids had already gotten home from school for the weekend and the drama started to unfold. I walk in the kitchen with the groceries and my 12 year old comes up to me with tears in his eyes. Thinking something terrible has happened I drop the groceries on the counter and give him a hug. Before I know it, my other two boys come in the kitchen crying. I’m thinking, OMG what’s going on. I tell them to all take a deep breath and tell me what has happened.
“Mom, the XBOX is broken, we have the ring of death, we only get to play it on the weekends and now it’s broke, what are we going to do!”
I look at them and say, “are you serious, all these tears are for the XBOX? I thought the dogs ran away or got hit by a car or something.”
To make matters worse (in the boys eyes that is), my daughter comes in and tells them, “I can’t believe you guys are crying over the ‘freakin’ XBOX, what a bunch of losers!”
Now that gets them going even more, the four of them are yelling, the boys are still crying and I’m laughing. Then I get yelled at….”mom, I can’t believe you are laughing, this is serious!”‘
I start to act like I’m crying and say, “OMG, what are we going to do without the XBOX, it’s the end of the world!”
Next the kitchen towel is thrown at me as I hear the words, “you just don’t understand!”
This all went on for a few minutes and I finally got everyone to calm down. I asked them to show me what was wrong with the XBOX and when they turned it on, the ring of death was gone and Black Ops was operational once again. My three boys went from crying to wiping away tears of joy that their weekend wasn’t ruined. At least I know what I can take away from them that would be truly devastating!