1,000 Planets, 500 Hours, And Everything Else That Turns Me Off As A Gaming Parent
I've tried and failed on a number of occasions to pinpoint exactly when I started playing video games. Someone, presumably my parents, brought home a Mega Drive when I was about three or four. Almost three decades later, I have Sonic tattoos all the way up my arm and I'm trying to figure out when exactly is a good time to introduce games to my own son. He's two, almost three, and has just started to show an interest. It started with Kirby and The Forgotten Land and has evolved into him holding a controller while I play Mario Kart, Rocket League, and Lego Star Wars. You know, the trick you'd play on your younger siblings when they wanted to play but they weren't quite old enough to know what they were doing.
It's going to be a while before we're dropping into Fortnite together, or before he takes my partner's place for an It Takes Two playthrough. If anything, even though his interest in gaming has started to show, his presence tends to mean less game time rather than more. In fact, as many of you will be able to atest, adult life really gets in the way of playing games. Earning money in order to stay alive and having to make sure your kids aren't climbing out of windows or playing with the oven can really eat into your gaming time.
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Gone are the days where I would say one more game so many times that the only thing that could stop me was the realization the sun was coming up. Now I need to meticulously carve out small parts of the day in which to play games, usually for an hour or two in the evenings and perhaps a couple more at the weekend. My time being so limited is exactly why when Todd Howard boasted that Starfield will have more
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