Danger Monkey, age 7, jumps from his bed, squawking and flailing his arms. He crumples into a snickering pile on the floor.
Me: “Are you OK?”
DM: “I’m a baby bird, just learning to fly.”
Little does he know… He really is. (Sniff)
Danger Monkey, age 7, jumps from his bed, squawking and flailing his arms. He crumples into a snickering pile on the floor.
Me: “Are you OK?”
DM: “I’m a baby bird, just learning to fly.”
Little does he know… He really is. (Sniff)
