5.5

Five and a half years old. That's how old the little boy I was babysitting last night was. I've babysat him, probably 20 times. He is the cutest thing. He is a red-head, and just a character. He starts school this year! Tomorrow, actually. So why am I telling you this? Well last night, we played the wii together. I am soo bad at the wii! Ha ha! But a lot of the kids I babysit have it, so I'm getting better. We played some Mario game. It was one of the most violent things I've ever seen! Not in a gruesome way... just it was based on fighting. And these characters, would fight each other, and all the buttons represent different tricks, and you try to kill the other character, and then you win. And about 10 minutes into it, I realized, I am sitting here, playing this violent game, with a 5 year old. He hasn't even started school, and yet he's totally into violent games of killing other characters. What a terrible thing. I know people say that boys will be boys. But it just made me sick to my stomach! Yuck.