In an effort to calm Maja, I offered her a half hour of playing with the gnomes. I hauled in the items from the garage that were designated to "Daddy's closet", namely the MBA buildings, the river sets, and my case of Swiss units, as well as the British Marines and Union Cav.
Outside of her tendancy as a near-3-year old to grab figures by the tiny fistful, she was eventually a perfect little wargamer.
First she found her "Princess Gnome" (see here) and began to determine who was worthy of being her Prince. Swiss Officer? Nope. Swiss NCO? Nope. British Marine, maybe? Nope. Not enough the King of the Irish was good enough for this gnomey broad.
Soon enough, the Princess and her puppy were kidnapped by the bad guys, and stowed away in "Abby's Castle" apparently one of the Wicked Witch's summer homes.
The "Bad Guys" guard the Gnome Princess
That lone Swiss Rifleman? He tried to rescue the Princess, but she deemed him unworthy of rescuing, and a bitter gnome joined the ranks of the "Bad Guys"
"The Good Guys" wading across the river.
Maja did her own little thing for over 45 minutes, ultimately having the Princess rescued and only dinging up two British Marines' hats. She had a great ol' time, and if we're lucky, we'll try it again tonight.
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