Went to dinner with some friends of ours – and their Excitable Little Dude. While waiting for the food, we did some origami and talked about video games. He was nearly beside himself to get to talk to a grown up who understood – and was fluent – in his language of giant fighting robots and explosions.

I didn’t get to talk much to the adults, but that was okay – he was certainly entertaining.

At the end of the evening, when we were at their vehicle, he realized that it was time to go.

And he had so much more to tell me.

The conversation went into overdrive has he tried to recount all of his best Gundam battles and adventures. At the last moment, he switched over to Minecraft.

As he was being literally pulled into the truck by harried parents he grabbed hold of the door frame to tell me one last thing.

One time. In Minecraft. I set the whole world on fire!

And with that final pronouncement and a somewhat maniacal grin on his face, he relinquished his grip and allowed himself to be pulled into the truck. And off they went.
Yeah, I get that a lot. 🙂