Monday, December 8, 2014

Something So Simple...That Means So Much!

Over the past year or so my now 15 year-old son, Matt and I have had our arguments, which consists of his typical teenager attitude and my apparent constant nagging. In fact by the end of the summer, we ended up not even speaking to one another for an entire day.  (which sucked)

We've always had a great relationship with little moments here and there of not getting along.  But a lot of that stemmed from me being a stay-at-home mom who had a tendency to do everything for him then felt unappreciated and the fact we were always around each other.  Basically we got on each other's nerves.

And now that he's a freshman in high school, he does his own thing and though he's still very much family oriented, he also doesn't want me hovering. That said, usually on Sundays we go over to my parent's house to watch football, especially the Philadelphia Eagles.  But yesterday since the Eagles were the later game, Matt and I stayed home and watched NFL Redzone.  Then watched the Eagles.  I have to add in here that my husband plays fantasy football but could care less about actually watching any of the games so this is something I have in common with Matt.  I may not be the coolest mom on the block but I love sports and this momma can hang with the best of them. 

Anyway, I digress.  So we managed to get through the whole day and through an Eagles loss to the Seahawks, without arguing.  But even better, I found Matt's old Playstation 2 system in his closet and he wanted to hook it up and play a Spongebob Squarepants game that he and I used to play when he was 9 years-old.  He now has a PS3 (and soon a PS4) that he always plays online, with his friends, not with me.  So to my surprise, last night he wanted me to play the Spongebob game with him. At first, we weren't even sure the system was going to work, but it did.  And the funny thing was, when the game began, it displayed the last time the Spongebob game had been played.  It was December 15, 2008.  Almost exactly 6 years ago. Seeing that made me realize just how much time does fly, as I remembered playing that game with him every single day for weeks.  

And though yes I'm sure some would frown upon the whole video gaming thing, it was something he and I enjoyed doing together.  But as he grew up, we got away from it.  Except for the occasional Wii bowling...still love doing that by the way!  

But the point of the story is, he could have easily played that Spongebob game by himself and breezed through it on his own.  But he wanted me to play too.  And he has no idea how much that made my day.  Like the title says, something so simple, that means so much.

Heather Carnassale aka the Delusional Novelist