AuburnChick's Adventures

I had a little Facebook conversation with Rooster today.  I thought you might enjoy reading it.

Me, posting on his wall:

Know what? I love you!! ♥

Him:

I’m at school… on my phone… gonna ground me??

Me:

Yep. You know better, oh child of mine. Guess I will have to take Black Ops hostage!

Him (via a friend, supposedly):

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!111!!!11!!! LEAVE BLACK OPS ALONE!

So, I did what every good mother does in this situation…

I uploaded this picture…

I also included this caption:

Eat your heart out, Rooster.

I then proceeded to upload one more picture, in case he didn’t get the message with the first one…

My caption for this one went like this:

Rooster, you’ll be lucky if you can pry the game out of my hands now! You were right…this IS an addicting game!

This got a response out of him:

You aren’t even playing… you are at the main menu.

Me:

Like, duh. You totally locked me out or something. I pressed every combination of buttons possible. But it was a fun ten minutes!!

BTW, get off of your phone NOW. I’ll call the school myself and report you.

Which prompted a response from one of his friends:

hahahahahahahhahaahahahahaha she got you good

I didn’t hear back from him after that.

When I picked him up from school, he was laughing.

I got him…real good.

But, he got the last laugh.  It turns out that not only was I using the controller with dead batteries (hence a big reason why the game wouldn’t work), but I also had the headset on backwards.

I’m such a dork sometimes.

Filed under: children | Tagged: Black Ops, parenting, teenagers |