I believe my mother secretly liked video games but didn't really catch an obvious interest until games like Grim Fandango and Grand Theft Auto came along. Not sure why she likes those two.
My father on the other hand couldn't understand what the point of, "all that jumping around," was. He was an odd man though. He always wanted me to read and helped me maintain an extensive library of books but discouraged me from writing as it was, "merely a useless hobby that doesn't earn anybody any money." I now know he was absolutely useless with money so this advice was equally as worthless.

However, I do remember one incident when a buddy and I were playing Wonderboy 3 on his SMS. He was convinced the stone heads that spit fire looked like some T.V. personality. I wasn't really convinced so he calls in his mom to take a look. So he and I are sitting there while he's talking to his mom and his mom isn't saying anything. Finally after a minute or two, he shuts his yap. She merely says one thing.
"What's with all the porn on the walls?"