Yeah fuck cursive. Bury it in a dump and then set the dump on fire. My handwriting now is mostly regular, with cursive flourishes and joined letters here and there that I picked up. My handwriting is terrible for what that’s worth. I want to go fast like a keyboard and it ends up looking bad.
These kids are older, 21, 15, and 14. They’re such cool little shits. The younger two were stuck on Minecraft or specifically videos of adults playing Minecraft and screaming like fucking idiots. I’ll never understand the appeal.
The youngest, I taught to play Superhot with mouse and keyboard and she was a total natural at age 11. Jealous of that neuroplasticity for sure.
They used to beg to come stay with us on the weekend. I loved it, but many times we just didn’t have the energy after working all week, so we said no. Now they don’t want to hang out with us at all, which is sad. So it goes.
My kids like it too, and I ended up banning those videos. I told them I’m fine with things like learning to use red stone, but they’re not allowed to watch regular Let’s Play or “challenge” videos. In other words, educational content is fine, entertainment needs to be vetted by us, which is a fancy way of saying “no.”
If the video says, “Minecraft, but…,” they’re not allowed to watch it. Simple as.
So my kids are way better than me with red stone, which is awesome. They make elevators, traps, and all kinds of other stuff, which is dope. They’re also not allowed to play F2P nonsense with MTX, so they tend to play creative, sandbox-y games (mostly Minecraft). They used to complain, but when the alternative is no computer use, they adapt (oldest still whines about Fortnite, but that’s a hill I will die on).
Yup, it’s not for everyone, which is why I tell my coworkers to never have kids. I figure that if they really want kids, they’ll ignore my advice anyway, so it can only help those on the fence (and no, kids won’t make you happy, but they can be worthwhile).
Yeah fuck cursive. Bury it in a dump and then set the dump on fire. My handwriting now is mostly regular, with cursive flourishes and joined letters here and there that I picked up. My handwriting is terrible for what that’s worth. I want to go fast like a keyboard and it ends up looking bad.
These kids are older, 21, 15, and 14. They’re such cool little shits. The younger two were stuck on Minecraft or specifically videos of adults playing Minecraft and screaming like fucking idiots. I’ll never understand the appeal.
The youngest, I taught to play Superhot with mouse and keyboard and she was a total natural at age 11. Jealous of that neuroplasticity for sure.
They used to beg to come stay with us on the weekend. I loved it, but many times we just didn’t have the energy after working all week, so we said no. Now they don’t want to hang out with us at all, which is sad. So it goes.
My kids like it too, and I ended up banning those videos. I told them I’m fine with things like learning to use red stone, but they’re not allowed to watch regular Let’s Play or “challenge” videos. In other words, educational content is fine, entertainment needs to be vetted by us, which is a fancy way of saying “no.”
If the video says, “Minecraft, but…,” they’re not allowed to watch it. Simple as.
So my kids are way better than me with red stone, which is awesome. They make elevators, traps, and all kinds of other stuff, which is dope. They’re also not allowed to play F2P nonsense with MTX, so they tend to play creative, sandbox-y games (mostly Minecraft). They used to complain, but when the alternative is no computer use, they adapt (oldest still whines about Fortnite, but that’s a hill I will die on).
Good work. I’m not cut out for parenting and I don’t want to bring kids into this world anyway. I love my niblings but I get to give them back.
It sounds like you’re doing great with yours. Good luck. 🤙
Yup, it’s not for everyone, which is why I tell my coworkers to never have kids. I figure that if they really want kids, they’ll ignore my advice anyway, so it can only help those on the fence (and no, kids won’t make you happy, but they can be worthwhile).