Last night as Caleb was getting ready for bed, he told me he wished he’d played on our neighbors’ trampoline after school.

I pointed out that he’d basically come home from school and rushed to his Minecraft game.  Never one to miss a chance to twist the knife, I said “there are lots of things you used to like to do  – build legos, write stories, draw, ride your bike – but for the last few weeks, all you’ve wanted to do is play Minecraft.”

He thought about that for a minute, came to sit on my lap and gave me a kiss.

“No, that’s not true. It’s not all I do. I spend a lot of time managing my YouTube account, too.”