Danger Monkey, age 8, sprinting through the house naked.
Me: “Why are you running naked?”
DM: “I just took a shower.”
Me: “Where is your towel?”
DM: “Don’t need one. I’m just running really fast until I dry off.”
Me: “Go for it.”
Danger Monkey, age 8, sprinting through the house naked.
Me: “Why are you running naked?”
DM: “I just took a shower.”
Me: “Where is your towel?”
DM: “Don’t need one. I’m just running really fast until I dry off.”
Me: “Go for it.”
Me: “Kids, this is called Flan. It’s custard covered in liqueur, so it’s illegal for kids to eat it.”
Danger Monkey, age 8: “I will never eat that until I’m 21.”
Little Miss Thing, age 5: “I want it.”
My favorite part of our kids gaming party: the older boys playing Pathfinder in the back room. I overhear little snippets of their game that immediately take me back to fifth grade.
DM: “You find a necklace with an oversized, clear gem. Magic swirls inside the stone. Do you put it on?”
It took all my strength to not yell, “Never put on the necklace!!!”
UPDATE: For all those of you who asked, yes, he put on the necklace and it tried to strangle him. I repeat… never put on a necklace you find in a dungeon!