Parenting questions to follow:
Last year was all about Skylanders! My children HAD to have as many game pieces as possible (and that I totally understand from my hockey card collecting days). If their friends had 25 characters, my kids needed the same 25. Keeping up with the Joneses, I believe. But then came the search for the elusive Ninjini character they HAD to have. Only one other kid had one, and he got it from the United States. Ninjini was selling on eBay for $80.00 and my kids would have ordered them all if given the opportunity.
I finally found one by fluke, when I walked into an EB Games location in downtown Toronto, but by the time I let the kids open her (only a week as I contemplated selling her on eBay) their interest in Skylanders was waning because the new phase of Skylanders were coming – Swap Force – and no one wanted to play with the older once anymore.
In fact, Linus would play the game and Stewie would watch… for hours. Sometimes. Boo would use the character names or expressions and we would laugh because it was funny coming from someone who never played the game.
In our house, that fad has fizzled.
Now it’s all about Pokémon.
First Linus, the oldest, became interested, then midway through the school year, Stewie expressed his interest in collecting the cards and learning to play the game with his classmates.
What I don’t understand – and it might just be because they are brothers – and I don’t have a brother, is that they trade cards, they give away cards and they steal each others cards.
What’s up with that?
Do they not understand that if one kid has a gold card in their room at 9am, and by noon that card is missing that it is painfully obvious that the other took it?
But they deny it.
They write notes to each other.
They send each other bills for the missing cards based on a value clearly decided upon while reading a Richie Rich comic ($1,000,000).
Then the card(s) turn up with an elaborate story involving wind currents, forgetfulness, and finger-pointing at anyone and everyone but themselves.
We know what’s going on.
They know what’s going on.
Why do they do it?
Is this what brothers do?