The other night I nodded off within seconds of putting on an episode of ‘Legion‘ (I seriously cannot stay awake for that trippy nonsense) so G ended up spending 8 hours on his iPad instead, building an extravagant Minecraft residence to show off to the boy in their shared world the next day.
The following morning… *
“Are you logged in?”
“Come and see this house…”
“Just a minute…”
“Why? What are you doing?”
“I’m just making an iron pickaxe”
“What? Why? Why do you need a pickaxe?”
“So I can mine in the house!”
“What? No! Stop it. Do not mine in my house!”
“Er… why is there a hole in this wall? What has happened to my swimming pool? Why are there blocks of gravel all over the place?”
“I’m just blocking off the water”
“What? No! Stop it. I need the water! That’s the source that’s feeding my swimming pool”
“I”m just getting rid of it, Daddy”
“Now, don’t use my redstone. I’ve hardly found any redstone in this world and I’m saving it and don’t want it wasted”
“What has happened to my redstone???”
“I made some torches from it, Daddy”
Reader, I lolled.
In other news, it is Easter and we have returned from a fabby holiday in our Hobbit pods in Cornwall and the children are full of chocolate and Hubble has a new black sheep that she ADORES.
…and she has just stolen the hot cross bun out of my hand as I type, because Mummy can’t have nice things, either.
* For anyone who has seen the Lego movie, G is playing the role of Will Ferrell.