I’ve been going on (and on) about Pokemon Go lately, but there’s a reason. Marc and I spent a good portion of the weekend outside. Walking. Sometimes with our kids, sometimes by ourselves cruising around catching pokemon and having a good time.
At one point we went to Concord, NH where I was able to snap this photo. Pokemon Go is giving us all a common language. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. Pokemon Go might be our best bet for World Peace.
The next day when I was walking with my kids in Nashua, we passed an older gentleman sitting on a bench.
“You catching those Pokemon?” He asked us.
I told him we were, and then because he seemed confused, I explained the game to him.
“In fact, there’s a pokemon next to you right now,” I said and I took a photo to show him.
“That’s right next to me? Right here on this bench, right here?!!” He laughed. We laughed with him and bid him a good day.
See what I mean? As far as I can tell there is only one down side to this game.
My 23 year old son wants to report me to Child Services because since the game hit, I haven’t prepared a family sit-down dinner, been too busy catching wild pokemon. As a result, he’s had to prepare his own food for the last two weeks.
He’s learning how to cook.
On second thought, that might just be another fantastic benefit of this wonderful game.
Wendy Thomas writes about the lessons learned while raising children and chickens in New Hampshire. Contact her at Wendy@SimpleThrift.com
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