Yesterday at dinner William said, "I played a new game at recess." I was happy. He has been playing a basketball game called War that tends to get rough and cause some issues with a certain child who will remain nameless but who seems to cause trouble with William and his friends. I've been trying to get William to avoid this kid so I was thrilled to see him branching out and playing something different. "Great. What game were you playing?", I asked.
"Nazi."
I froze. Literally. I was standing at the sink and turned around slowly. "What did you say you were playing?", I asked, hoping I had misunderstood. "Nazi", William replied happily, "it's a fun game."
No. No. No way was my child playing a game called Nazi. So I asked him to explain the game.
"Well, we all lined up behind a kid and then we run away. The goal is to not let the kid in front see you. You know, Not See."
Ooooohhhh. Not See. I get it.
Thank heavens.
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I am going to have to ask Kyron about this game. James and I got a good laugh reading this. Our boys are funny!
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