My boys just started playing Halo--the old one, with aliens. They love it, I love their conversations.
J: I have to go to the bathroom. N: ok (J returns) N: I had to kill you. I needed your gun. J: See what happens when a guy takes care of his business! Jeesh!
N: Follow my orders and you won't die. J: You are ONLY the boss of me in this game.
N: Come to where my bombs are and stay put. J: Can I fire at the bad guys? N: Yeah just don't die.
N: Mom do you see how diligently I am working? Me: Yes, good job getting those aliens. J: Mom, I'm what Nathan said too. Me: Good job bud.
To Be Continued...the soldiers are in the tub.
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