Attn. Mothers of Boys: Help?

[averygoodun42]

How, how do you cope with gun/battle mania? How?

Babe is a good kid, but whenever he senses my energy is low, he follows me around. He entertains himself, since I don't have the energy to entertain him, but with wars.

Pewpewpewpewpewpewpewpewpewpew! go the guns, blasters, phasers, whatnot. Bhush! go the bombs and missiles. Bang go the nuclear bombs. And always, always, there's the narrative about how the rebels are shooting, bombarding, killing the bad guys (or vice versa). How they're winning. And always, always, always, he wants me to listen. To approve.

But I don't.

I hate war games. I didn't mind them as a kid, though I never found them all that interesting, but as an adult and a mother, I hate them.

I tolerate them, to a large degree, out of necessity. He's a boy, boys are wired differently. They go through these phases. But... he follows me around with them! And I just don't have the energy to play with him or fight to get him outside.


So, mothers of boys, how did you survive this? How did they survive? Because asking nicely doesn't stop the onslaught; it just defers it.

Comments

[mundungus42.livejournal.com]

Earplugs. Barring that, spanking. Or maybe you can order him to play "vacuum and do the dishes?"

But seriously, feel better soon! *hugs*

[sbrande.livejournal.com]

My boys play those type of games on the computer. I guess it's all part of growing up, but they don't play them in the house and only when they go over to their friends place do they play those types of games in their huge backyard.

So for the most part I ignore it. My boys know that I will not let them join the armed forces, not that I don't approve of them it's just that they are my boys you know??? And thank god they are smart enough that if they do join they can be behind the scenes. Though the Army, Navy and Air Force, don't really hold anything for my boys atm.

Loves you babe, Sonia :)

[dickgloucester.livejournal.com]

It's not just boys.

Tell him he's welcome to slaughter as many imaginary aliens as he likes - just further away from you.

It won't work, but at least you'll have told him.

Or is your garden fenced in so you can stick him outside to play unsupervised?