My son is a warrior. He has a sword. He is fighting an evil dragon. I watch him from the kitchen window. He swings so hard he falls down. He gets up, and fights more.  The dragon breathes fire, and he ducks. The dragon chases him, but he evades it. He is faster, stronger, braver. After a long fight, he chops off the dragon’s head. He is carrying it to show me. How proud I’ll be. I’ll take the dragon’s head and mount it. Maybe we’ll put it over the fireplace. Oh that thing, I’ll say. Tommy killed it in the backyard. It was quite a fight. He cut off the head. Isn’t it incredible? Have you ever seen anything like it?