I just don’t get kids these days
Aidan wanted to have a chess party. So he invited seven friends over this evening for two hours of pizza and chess. I was skeptical. Was ‘chess’ a code word for something? What would a bunch of nine-year-old boys be doing that they needed a code word for?
It turns out, chess.
They played chess. For two hours. Mostly.
Now, it was loud chess. We shut them in the basement, but it felt like they were in the living room with us. And at one point there was a minor injury. But still, chess.
I don’t know where the enthusiasm comes from. We don’t play chess at home. Apparently it’s what they do in school at recess.
Things sure have changed since I was a kid.