Life is boring

Evan is in a phase in which he thinks anything that's not on a computer is boring. At least I hope it's a phase. As has become their habit, he and Noah woke us up this morning, expecting computer time. (The one drawback to our new house is the location of the office - through our bedroom. Once, this seemed like a good idea - before we realized that the main function of the office would be Minecraft/Battle Beach/BTD5/etc.) Maybe I was especially tired this morning. I banished them, then tried to go back to sleep, but instead worried about Evan's stunted imagination and Noah's getting fat. Eventually, I let them in, and told them they had to go outside and play before any computer time happened. Evan disappeared, and Noah cuddled in bed for a while and told us that Evan thinks everything is boring. Scooting - boring. Basketball - boring. The outdoors in general - boring. Even Magic is boring now because Evan's tired of their cards. Evan came back, having watered his Plants vs. Zombies seeds and done his watering chores. He confirmed that everything is boring, then asked for the Kindle. I found myself saying the words, "When I was your age..." which was about as effective as one would expect. I banished them outdoors again and said they'd get a reward for making up a new game. The reward being, of course, computer time.