Oh, my, y’all.
I don’t think I’ve ever lived with someone who has a true addiction. I mean, M can put away handfuls of jelly beans without really thinking about how many times the kids spill the canister and put the beans right back in there. To me, that must be a slight addiction.
Nate’s relationship with the iPad/iPhone game Temple Run is not a slight addiction. He’s got Temple Run Fever, and he’s got it bad.
The proof:
1. Like a true addict, he’s sneaky. For reasons not clear to me at this moment, we have Temple Run on every single Kindle, iPad, iPhone, and old iPhone in the house. This means there’s always some iDevice lying around on some counter or tall bookcase. No matter how I remember to hide them, he figures out a way to get them and feed his addiction. It doesn’t help that M is sort-of amazed at Nate’s skillz, so he likes to watch this two-year-old smoke him in a video game. Come to think of it, I think I know who’s downloading all that Temple Run….
2. Also like a true addict, his vice brings out the Dr. Jeckyl and Mr. Hide part of his personality. Give him an iPhone, and he giggles with glee. Like a drunk, he even says things like, “Mommy! You the BEST! I love you soo much, Mommy.” You can imagine what happens when you take the device away. Or maybe you can’t, unless you’ve seen a toddler’s head spin around while he screams.
3. He’s getting a reputation because of his addiction. Last night at Bible Study, when Nate started to get loud and fussy, Sam whispered, “Give him your phone!” Just now when Catie walked into the room and saw this picture, she said, “Oh, wow. I bet you have a LOT of those pictures.” How could I? Nate is always playing Temple Run on my devices.
