This was serious business, very serious and it needed to be discussed in a serious, reasonable and calm manner. Jamie coughed softly, picked up his mug to hide the smile he couldn't suppress and took another sip.
"Punch it. Like mommy does me," he reiterated, casting a glance at 'mommy'.
"Yeah!" It made sense, right? And it was a good answer, too, because nobody had said 'NO' yet. "So, daddy, can I have one?" Her small face was all hopeful anticipation.
"I don't know if we can find someone your size, Izzy. Besides, you never took very good care of your general and his army, either. Even though you said you would."