So, should I be annoyed or proud that my son has beaten Super Mario Galaxy 2 before me?

I watch him fly through the end levels with the ease of a practiced expert. Gliding over obstacles, jumping and careening through danger with no more care or consideration than a buzzing bee floating lazily through a field of flowers. He’s masterful in his precision, moving with grace and confidence. A skill forged through the fires of tireless repetition and an incredibly patient trial-and-error persistence.

Did I mention he’s only six? ‘Cause he’s only six.

Yeah, I think I’m going to go with proud.