Confronting a Dangerous Obsession!

The Hybrid Husband sees it all around him, but he tries to ignore it, pushes it underground.  It's everywhere but lurks in the shadows.  And just when he's forgotten about it it jumps up into his face and yells, "CAN I BUY MORE POKEMON CARDS?!"

Yes, Pokemon cards, my son's new obsession.  You never know what your children will love and what your children will hate.  Sometimes they take on personality traits of their parents but most of the time they surprise you with an odd inkling.  My son's inkling is crazy little creatures on yellow-backed plastic coated paper:

He can't get enough of these things!  I actually went garage sale-ing with him (baby in tow) over the weekend and to our surprise all three garage sales had cards for sale.  Way to stoke his obsession Tacoma!  My wife and I have a plan to curb his interest in Pokemon cards.  But it's a bit tough for me as my normal response is to give my child whatever he wants, even if it might cause him years of therapy as an adult.  Discipline isn't my strong suit.  But I must remain emboldened because this obsession could overrun me too.  Then you might see me trolling your neighbor's yard sale this Friday, combing through piles of broken plastic Hot Wheels sets, hoping to catch a glimpse of just one magical yellow card.

MUST SAY NO!

Peace Out,

Nathan J.