My family?

Probably. I knew this day would come. I blogged about it this past weekend. I just knew that my older son was going to want to play Rock Band on the big tv. It all started yesterday, when my son asked me if I’d play Rock Band. I told him I’d try but no promises. See, I feel physically ill when I see certain movement. I felt pretty queasy playing Guitar Hero and couldn’t finish my song. So my son decided maybe the drums would be a better fit for me. Then he asked his father if he’d play too. He wanted all of us to play at once. Now I thought he meant a song or two tonight in his room. But no, he had other ideas. He has requested the big tv, has brought out the stuff for the game and is getting it ready. I’m going to see if I can get video. I’ll be back.