Corwin had a birthday party sleep over at Josh’s tonight, so Mom took the spawn out shopping. As a result of my letting her out unsupervised, she impulse purchased Guitar Hero III. She had to take Alice out for a play date immediately upon her arrival home, leaving me stuck with the task of opening it up and getting everything set up. Ah, the sacrifices I make as a dedicated husband and father. Naturally, being dedicated, I had to try it out to make sure it was working OK before Mom got home. It was good for Corwin, as he laughed at me every time I missed note. It was so embarrassing that I broke down and did the tutorials, which doubled my scores. Corwin and I had a good thorough time testing the game until Mom got home. Then it was time for her to rock (I was sent off to dispose of Corwin at Josh’s house, which I had to drive to twice because when Corwin answered “yes” to “do you have Josh’s present?” he meant “what?”). Mom didn’t play for the entire rest of the evening, she took a couple of breaks, until she got too fuzzy to play just before midnight.
The kids liked it. Alice liked to watch Mom play, and pepper her with questions during the especially tricky note sequences. Charles mainly liked putting stickers on the guitar. I had to stop him from doing the full set while Mom was gone, explaining that since it’s Mom’s guitar, she gets control of what stickers go on it.