Further Adventures in Minecraft

I just went back into the living room to find Firstborn typing something into the PS3 (using the very awkward on-screen keyboard that works with the game controller), while Secondborn helpfully suggests letters that have nothing to do with whatever Firstborn is trying to type. So I said, "Secondborn, let Firstborn pick his own name."

At this point, Firstborn informs me that he isn't actually typing in a name. Instead, he's creating a sign. More specifically, he's creating the inscription for a gravestone for his dead dog.

He finishes this explanation about the time he finishes typing, so I look... and sure enough, his Minecraft guy is standing in front of a gravestone... and the gravestone says:
R.I.P.
RoughRough, it seems, was the name of the dog. Rough, it seems, fell into the lava and died. Firstborn, it seems, has created an entire grave, complete with headstone, for Rough the tragically deceased Minecraft dog.

This is not creepy at all, except for the part where OH MY GOD WHAT ARE YOU DOING, CHILD, ARE YOU ACTUALLY PUTTING FLOWERS ON THE GRAVE YOU JUST CREATED AND WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?????

I have no idea. I think I'm just going to nod my head and back away slowly from this one.