Call of Duty Cookies

Call of Duty, Black Ops 2....Cookies.
That is officially the strangest sentence I've ever typed.
If you have a 'gamer' in your life, you most likely know about this game...and how it just came out a week ago...and it's the coolest thing ever...and about the map-packs and zombie gear... and nuketown...
Oh my.
Like most mothers out there, I'm completely freaked out by the whole thing.
But if you can't beat 'em...join 'em, feed them cookies,  and insist they have 'A's in all their classes if they are even  going to think about turning on their Xbox on the weekends.

I thought I'd give you a little window into life with a tweenage boy, ready?

Me:  Hey Ethan, so this new Call of Duty game you're playing, what's it about?  

Is there a town that's been 'nuked' and are you guys running all over it shooting stuff after the war?

Ethan:  No, nuketown has nothing to do with Call of Duty.

Me:  but...What?  

Then why does is say nuketown on all the stuff, and there's even a missile in the '0'.

And there's a radioactive symbol.

Ethan:  Well...yeah. But there wasn't a war.

Me:  Then why is it called Nuketown?

Ethan:  It's a fake town where they test missiles.

Me: So nuclear missiles blew up everything and now you're running around shooting people?

Ethan:  Uh huh.

Me:...isn't that what I said?

Ethan:...(shaking his head and looking at me with pity) It's okay Mom.

The cookies rock.

Yup...that's life.
Now I'm thinking I should have made a Call of Duty cocktail for myself instead.

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