I'm not complaining (ooooh, I am not complaining...more on that later), but I will admit, I tend to invent my own games when left to my own devices. Give me 8 hours to spend by myself and I'll try to write a screenplay, call four friends, make homemade pasta or re-organize my closet. Or, write narratives for my child that never actually existed.
Complete with pictures. See below.
It started so innocently. Just a boy with his over-priced, ridiculously over-hyped giraffe-squeakytoy named Sophie.
Our hero falls.
And a giraffe is victorious.
Sophie 1, Scotty 0.
(and yes, I am currently shopping this around. Possible titles include "Bearheart," "2," and "When Glorified Dog Toys Attack."