Comments for Playing Pokemon
Playing Pokemon: 04/25/06
Sometime over the last year Sean discovered Pokemon at school. A couple weeks ago he and Ian bought a pair of old Nintendo games, one for the Gameboy and one for the Nintendo64. Unfortunately in the most recent move we lost the power block for the Nintendo64. We ended up ordering a replacement from Nintendo USA and it arrived at work yesterday. So last night Ian and Sean cuddled up on the couch and played the Pokemon game together while I cooked dinner.
Shamimi and Bayonaise:
That's Sean-speak for sashimi and mayonnaise. He has learned of both from another video game, Harvest Moon: Magical Melody. One of the ways of making money (and eating) is to fish and then make sashimi from the fish: this is the bit of the game that Sean has really mastered. So now he's learned about various types of "shamimi" and has expressed an interest in trying the raw fish sometime. He will have to wait until after Harriet is born so I can have some too. Another part of the game is keeping chickens and selling the eggs. One way to make more money from the eggs is to process them into mayonnaise or as Sean calls it, "bayonaise."
Last night during Sean's potty break before we went to bed, I noticed that the downstairs toilet was making running noises much longer than it should have. It's had this problem on and off since we've lived in the house. I tried to do the standard fix and the float stick came off in my hand! Then Ian tried to use a screw driver to shut the water off inside the tank and the rest of the mechanism broke. The whole thing was so absurd and it was so late at night that the three of us broke into laughter. The toilet still sort of works but needs to be turned off at the water supply at the wall between uses. This weekend we will buy a new mechanism and play plumber to get the thing fixed.
AFP Results and Being Ticklish:
As both sets of parents already know, Harriet's AFP results came back normal. She spent the entire evening celebrating by tickling me with her feet. She's tall enough now to both punch me at the belly button and kick me on the backside of my C-section scar from Sean's birth. The scar is the one and only place that I am very ticklish. So she ended up tickling for about two hours non-stop last night.