This morning my son and daughter were playing "Mama warg, baby warg." Yes, they were pretending that they were bloodthirsty super-wolves, ravening through Middle-earth (though mostly it seems they were making "dens" by draping blankets over the furniture).
So I asked them, "What are your names? Bone-gnasher and Blood-fang?"
Son: "I'm Cookie."
Daughter: "My name is Patches."
The Lord of the Rings Online should definitely add these two as wandering Elite level 50s: Cookie and Patches, Wargs.
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Kids are wonderful. My son walked into the room with his pockets turned inside out and said, "Look, Mum, billow-willows." He had invented a new term.
Our 5 year old walked in the other night and started talking about the wooden thing with circles that cuts your head off.
A pretty apt description.
I am reminded of that scene in Good Omens where the hell-hound shows up on Adam's birthday ...
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