Portrait of the author's daughter as a young video gamer
I love video games. I played my first one--it was Pong--when I was 7. I feel lucky to be part of the first generation of gamers. I also get to be a first-generation-gamer parent; my parents regarded games with a primitive, chimplike suspicion, but my daughter Lily will have a parent who understands them and plays alongside her. A cool parent.
But when Lily played her first game a few weeks ago, at the age of 3, I found myself wondering something I never thought I would wonder: How cool a parent should I be? Lily has always been interested in...
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