<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' gd:etag='W/&quot;A04DR30yfCp7ImA9WhRWEUQ.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2471286852328039507</id><updated>2011-12-29T17:06:16.394-06:00</updated><title>Dad says yes</title><subtitle type='html'>Reviews, rants raves and just the utter nonsensical ramblings of a gamer dad raising a family where estrogen outnumbers testosterone 3:1</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsaysyes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2471286852328039507/posts/default?redirect=false&amp;v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsaysyes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Joe Branco</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117749150708473534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-fgYhO4QCMqQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/vszUeN3L_4E/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CU4NR307cSp7ImA9WhRWEUQ.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2471286852328039507.post-7037399351788809015</id><published>2011-12-29T02:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T15:26:36.309-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-12-29T15:26:36.309-06:00</app:edited><title></title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I said yesterday that Bianca and I had already played "Ocarina of Time" together. &amp;nbsp;Originally it was just to show her Zelda because she loves princesses. &amp;nbsp;She is infatuated with Princess Peach. &amp;nbsp;I personally think Peach is a hoe. &amp;nbsp;I don't say that to Bianca because I love her. &amp;nbsp;Seriously though, like WTF! &amp;nbsp;What, she's at the castle and gets bored so she calls Bowser to come over to hang out. &amp;nbsp;In that time they create some game for that stupid Italian Mario? &amp;nbsp;So she sends him a letter saying what? &amp;nbsp;It's my birthday and I'm making a cake. &amp;nbsp;Peach. &amp;nbsp;Then, shock and awe something is wrong! &amp;nbsp;She's in trouble and now guess what! Somehow Bowser has this crazy new pile of level designs for you to run through. &amp;nbsp;Complete with stars, extra stars, secret levels and the whole shebang. &amp;nbsp;There is the rub. &amp;nbsp;How is it that Peach doesn't have any protection at the castle? &amp;nbsp;Because she's been having sex Bowser forever!!! &amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;gasp&amp;gt; (I know right)? &amp;nbsp;Just saying, but, Koopa kids? &amp;nbsp;ummm&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;So I wanted to introduce Bianca to Zelda. &amp;nbsp;She liked her just fine, I mean Peach is prettier according to&lt;br /&gt;
her, so there is no real competition. &amp;nbsp;In fact the only princess who has even come close to beating Peach is Luna from the Lunar games. &amp;nbsp;Though not technically a princess Bianca thinks she's the prettiest. &amp;nbsp;Zelda though wasn't about the princess very quickly. &amp;nbsp;She liked that I could carry fairies. &amp;nbsp;She liked the idea of fighting bad guys. &amp;nbsp;(My wife has questions about Links goodness, but that's for another day). &amp;nbsp;From the beginning I had been reading her everything that happened on the screen, she sat on my lap asking questions and commenting on how pretty everything was. &amp;nbsp;It wasn't until the second day of playing with her that I thought of it as something we could really do together. &amp;nbsp;So once a week we played. &amp;nbsp;I read her everything and she would get worried if I was hurt and clap when I got another heart, and loved playing side quests and getting Epona. &amp;nbsp;When we finished the game it was the best win I had ever had because she was a part of it. &amp;nbsp;She was happy for the gorons, didn't like princess Ruto at all for the problems she caused. &amp;nbsp;She did get scared of the screaming zombies, we had to quit and rethink playing it at all because I got one on me and she started crying. &amp;nbsp;We took about two weeks off then. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;My wife and I talked about it some but really it came down to it being up to Bianca. &amp;nbsp;If she thought she could handle it we would continue. &amp;nbsp;In about two weeks she asked if we could play again, so we had a talk about and started it back up. &amp;nbsp;She isn't afraid anymore but she doesn't like them. &amp;nbsp;That conversation was what prompted this blog. &amp;nbsp;Especially now that we play other games together. &amp;nbsp;Mostly what Ocarina taught me as a gamer dad was a new idea of what really is appropriate. What is good gaming for kids? &amp;nbsp;Better though I think is finding GREAT gaming for kids. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;There are lots of games out there that, like toys, are crap. &amp;nbsp;You can't just get a child any game. &amp;nbsp;This is an art form, like music, and movies, and, like movies before it, it has taken a long time to get to where we are now.You don't have to buy bad movie games anymore. &amp;nbsp;What "Zelda" offers is a chance to play &amp;nbsp;with your kids as long as you do it right. &amp;nbsp;The point of this blog is starting to make itself clear to me, I think I know what I want from it. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2471286852328039507-7037399351788809015?l=dadsaysyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsaysyes.blogspot.com/feeds/7037399351788809015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsaysyes.blogspot.com/2011/12/said-yesterday-that-bianca-and-i-had.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2471286852328039507/posts/default/7037399351788809015?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2471286852328039507/posts/default/7037399351788809015?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsaysyes.blogspot.com/2011/12/said-yesterday-that-bianca-and-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Joe Branco</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117749150708473534531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-fgYhO4QCMqQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/vszUeN3L_4E/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;AkENSX48eSp7ImA9WhRWEUk.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2471286852328039507.post-1946938847393717163</id><published>2011-12-20T01:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T02:51:38.071-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-12-29T02:51:38.071-06:00</app:edited><title>Opening remarks</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It's funny.&amp;nbsp; I grew up gaming.&amp;nbsp; I played tank and Pole Position.&amp;nbsp; I played Donkey Kong and Frogger.&amp;nbsp; I played Exitebike and Enduro Racer.&amp;nbsp; It wasn't until the Sega Genesis that I really came in to my own as a gamer.&amp;nbsp; I remember seeing Altered Beast&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=dasaye-20&amp;amp;l=as2&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B004IPPEOU" style="border: none !important; margin: 0px !important;" width="1" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;in a Service Merchandise in Kansas City.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It blew my mind.&amp;nbsp; Hearing "Rise from your grave" for the first time floored me.&amp;nbsp; The graphics were insane, I wanted one right then and there.&amp;nbsp; That Christmas, after driving my parents insane, We got a Sega Genesis.&amp;nbsp; The first games I played Christmas morning were Afterburner II and Arnold Palmer golf.&amp;nbsp; My dad hid them in the car, he told me to go outside and get the "Christmas tapes".&amp;nbsp; Back then our Christmas music was that years Dr. Demento Show. I went outside to the car and found them in the center console.&amp;nbsp; As I came back in my parents had brought out a last "secret" present.&amp;nbsp; My memory of the rest of the day is blurry.&amp;nbsp; Either way that memory changed my life.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Through Highschool I gamed. Through my first marriage I played.&amp;nbsp; Playstation, PS2, Dreamcast, Saturn, Nintendo 64.&amp;nbsp; I loved all that stuff. The first game I played with my son was Soul Caliber, on the DC.&amp;nbsp; I reamember he was two and was saying"Soul Cowberrrr" every time the game would say it.&amp;nbsp; He used to love the Cut scenes.&amp;nbsp; That was a long time ago.&amp;nbsp; He is 14 now and plays on his own &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B003VUO6H4/ref=as_li_tf_tl?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=dasaye-20&amp;amp;linkCode=as2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;creativeASIN=B003VUO6H4"&gt;PlayStation 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=dasaye-20&amp;amp;l=as2&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B003VUO6H4" style="border: none !important; margin: 0px !important;" width="1" /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The reason I'm here now is because I find myself, age 34 with two daughters, a wife, and games.&amp;nbsp; I started thinking to myself, "What is appropriate gaming for the girls?"&amp;nbsp; My oldest daughter Bianca is five years old, and my youngest Amelia is five months old.&amp;nbsp; I'm not so much concerned about Amelia... It's Bianca.&amp;nbsp; We've already played "Ocarina of time" together and some other things.&amp;nbsp; She likes to play "Toejam and Earl".&amp;nbsp; Thank goodness for the &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B004WLRQCI/ref=as_li_tf_tl?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=dasaye-20&amp;amp;linkCode=as2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;creativeASIN=B004WLRQCI"&gt;Wii&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=dasaye-20&amp;amp;l=as2&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B004WLRQCI" style="border: none !important; margin: 0px !important;" width="1" /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Soo, in the future, this is what I will talk about.&amp;nbsp; Games, and, more specifically what's good for the girls and what it means to play games responsibly.&amp;nbsp; I play what I want after Bianca goes to bed, some of the games she can't play now are on the list for the future.&amp;nbsp; All in all, I'll see where this goes.&amp;nbsp; I know what I want from it now, so I've already got that going.&amp;nbsp; :) &lt;br /&gt;
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