But when I showed her Krosmaster Arena, she was practically...
With my daughter less than a year away from moving out of my house, I find myself casting about for any way to connect with her. She’s not game for all the stuff we used to do, like hanging her upside down and banging her head on the floor. For one thing, she’s too heavy for that now, and I’m not nearly as fit as I was when she was six. She doesn’t even want to play games with me any more, because she’s got her own friends who come over for that (they meet twice a month to play D&D. Last time, one of her friends got kidnapped, and my daughter made the girl hide in her closet while the rest of the team planned her rescue).