It's a dark day in my little man's world. Bubba's beloved Nintendo DS has bit the dust.
"Mama," he said this morning. "There's something wrong with my DS. The light won't turn off and I can't work the controls."
"Maybe it needs a break," I suggested. "You play it all the time."
"No, Mama. It doesn't need a break."
"Okay," I said. "Let me see it."
He handed it over. I tried pressing buttons. It didn't do anything. Then I gave it a good whack, because that always seems to do the trick.
"Mama, you're going to break it!"
"Um, Bubba, it's already broken."
He gave me one of his sad faces.
"You're going to have to live without it," I said.
He walked away, feeling completely dejected.
Maybe he'll get an early birthday present. But for now, I'm going to let him suffer the loss of his beloved DS. (I'm such a heartless Mama!)