Playing with Mother

    If you went to my house during the summer you could tell everything was just fine. The flowers were in bloom and there was laughter and sunshine filling the air with joy like our own Garden of Eden. There wasn't anything terribly wrong. My mother and I both like to play games, lay down relaxing, and fancy bubbly drinks were our drink of choice

    My mother and I disagree on one thing and that was at what time to get up -- I prefer later and she leans toward earlier.

    I am the son of an IT software designer. I like to call my house the United States to Peace.
 I was six when I moved into that quiet house. I distinctly remember my mother cooking a warm home-cooked meal while my family and I sat around the dinner table watching TV.

My mother and I used to tell jokes to each other and laugh heartily, I bought a joke book in China and we'd read our favorite jokes and have fun. It was a good time.

Nowadays my mother and I seem to argue about some of the smallest things. She'd tell me to finish some random 1000 page SAT book and I'd say that was totally unreasonable. I wasn't always so rebellious. There were times when I would actually enjoy my mother's company and we could do family activities.

There were times when we could play games like Sorry and Life, knocking pieces aside or collecting cash from all the tiles. It was a blast. The games were really useful when my friends came over too. I could just grab a random board game whenever a party got stale.

Of course nowadays I prefer playing games online with my friends and my mother seems to enjoy her Candy Crush. She definitely seems to enjoy denying me the chance to go online and play games with my friends there. She insists on studying and whatnot, like a typical Asian mom on Youtube. Of course she tells me her history of how when she had to go to school she studied all day long and she her brother studied all the time too.

Now it seems we share different hobbies and we separate ourselves into our own corners of the house.