My daughter is slightly oppressed, just ask her, she’ll tell you. I am a mean mom because I don’t think a soon-to-be 10-year old needs her own phone. She is never somewhere that an adult can’t contact me, if she’s not with me.
That being said, I do allow some phone borrowing to occur. I download some games for her to play and she is allowed to borrow my phone to play them, providing chores, homework, etc. has been completed (another version of mean mom).
Every so often, these games will send me a notification. I get a kick out of them. Later, I will update my daughter on the “news” of her game status.
Pirate Kings is her latest game to pass the time. I admit, I don’t know much about it, other than what my daughter tells me. The gist of it is, you spin a wheel, get coins, buy an pirate stuff for your island; boat, castle, mermaid….Everything a good pirate would need. The game also allows you to attack other pirate islands. They aren’t angels after all. Some pillaging is a pirate’s prerogative. ARRRRRR
This morning, the “alert” came though that part of her island was destroyed. While I was pumping gas, the lil miss dealt with her loss; someone had attacked her. This game is devious. It’s bad enough to lose your stuff in an attack, this game will tell you who attacked you. After all, exacting revenge is expected.
I return to the car, where she informs me the person who attacked her no longer has a castle. She destroyed it. “They think they can attack me and I won’t attack back? If I don’t have a castle, then they don’t have one anymore either.” The was so serious, it was laughable.
I have to say, this is more amusing than the Subway Surfer updates I used to get. With those, she would just tell me what city or country she was skating in.
I like the pirates…they are good for moms too…yo ho ho and a bottle of rum, right?