Number two was absolutely desperate for an Xbox One for his birthday at the end of last year.
With the hefty price tag my husband and I were reluctant but he agreed the whole family would chip in and this would be the only present he would receive.
His face was a picture as he opened the box and for a normally emotionless teenager this was so lovely to see.
Little did I know this moment would be completely life changing for us all! This probably sounds pretty extreme to most but the Xbox entering our home has caused nothing but dramas.
First came the arguments of how long he was allowed to spend on it. We are apparently the only parents in the world that implement a time schedule and I’m totally unreasonable for not allowing him to spend hours on end stuck in front of a screen.
Next came the sneeky sessions where he thought we wouldn’t notice late at night and he was trying his luck by going back on when we were busy with the other children.
He turned into a child that’s one and only interest was gaming. In days out it would take him ages to engage with us as all he wanted to do was be at home playing on his console.
The breaking point for us though was XBox Live. This allows them to play games online with others. He would get so into the game and massively aggressive when I would go into his room to get him off. If anyone dared enter his room whilst he was engrossed in a game you would get his full wroth!
After countless bans due to unacceptable behaviour and homework not being completed the straw that broke the camels back happened and he managed to rack up a bill of over £500 by buying points online.
I felt completely sick that over a few months he had managed to do this without any thought for us. He denied all knowledge and blamed his younger siblings for sneaking into his room and pressing buttons.
The console has been removed and thankfully Microsoft were fantastic and refunded me the full amount.
After the initial week of pleading to have it back and trying every trick in the book to get on my good side I finally have my son back.
He’s engaging happily with the family, enjoying time out together, getting on with his school work and getting up without a struggle in the morning.
The problem is where do we go from here? Every part of me wants to get rid of it for good and there is then my soft side on my shoulder telling me it’s awful to completely remove something he loves so much.