|At 2 1/2 he is teaching his 5 month old sister how to play|
Not sure if I should be proud or totally ashamed to admit that my son is a gaming prodigy / Amadeus. He beat (credits rolling) his first video game (Crash Team Racing on the original PlayStation) when he was 3, before he was even fully potty trained or had given up the pacifier. He would play on the old-style Nintendo 64 (Donkey Kong 64, Super Mario 64, and the Ocarina of Time) until the cartridges got too hot and stopped working... then he would take a break. While some kids relaxed with TV or a movie, he played video games.
I can't be too embarrassed or frustrated because video games have been a motivating educational tool for him particularly (now 6th grade); he may be naturally good at math but video games helped him quickly subtract how many more coins he needed for the next level in his head. Video games taught him to read because we wouldn't always sit with him and he realized that if he skipped reading, he didn't know what to do next (I would still love for them to have "an early reader" setting so that the language is less complicated). He swears he will be a natural when he finally gets behind a wheel because he is so good at Mario Kart. He knows soccer players and positioning better because of FIFA soccer on the xBox. When he ran cross country, he thought of ever person he passed like he was in a video game... "just beating one boss at a time". He can problem solve when he thinks of obstacles and projects as levels in a game that need to be completed. I'm not sure what hours of Minecraft has taught him... I'll have to think on that one... it must be something...
Personally, I'm not a gamer and have a love / hate relationship with the medium: