(from back seat)

Danger Monkey, age 10: “I’ll hit you with my sword.”

Little Miss Thing, age 7: “It’s just pretend.”

DM: “Then I’ll hit… Daddy.”

LMT: “He’s a giant Hagrid. It won’t hurt him. And then he’ll grab you.”

DM: “Then I’ll use a bow and arrow from far away.”

LMT: “No! Don’t use arrows!”

DM: “Why not?”

LMT: “You’ll shoot your eye out, kid.”