How much do I love my children? I love them so much that I took them to a Pokemon Tour last Saturday.
Malls in New Jersey are typically horrific on Saturdays, because we're not allowed to shop on Sundays in Bergen County. We're allowed to drink on Sundays – liquor stores are open, but we can't go to the Gap. Because that would be immoral. Add about 10,000 slightly intense boys to an already packed mall and that's what we endured for the children.
In honor of the release of a new video game, Nintendo toured the big malls of the country with free viewings of the latest movie and free downloads of new pokemon and hats and crap. My kids begged to go. They didn't get to see the movie, since all showings had sold out as soon as the mall opened up, but there were still plenty of activities (all with mile long lines). The mall was packed with tween boys, who rattled off statistics about abscure pokemon characters. Scarier were the skinny college kids with tight pants and suspenders.
I figure they owe me. Big time. This Saturday, I'm going to make them look at modern art and listen to jazz.