With Valentines Day right around the corner, it’s got me thinking of all of our favorite games to play just the two of us. 

I watched as my six year old contemplated her turn. Should she move to gather resources? Power up her player actions? Or, the always tempting, engage an opponent in a pie fight? With two trophies left to earn, she had a lot of options to consider.

I however was sitting there with three apples, just one shy of delivering them to the Castle and earning myself a trophy. But I was within her reach. I watched as she selected her move action. Grabbed her miniature and moved it into my space, eyes hungry for apples.

“Mom, I challenge you to a pie fight!”

You are cordially invited to the finest, most exclusive party of the year: Dinoton Abbey for high tea. 

Be sure to wear your prehistoric best and be ready to enjoy an afternoon of high-society and chit-chat.

My husband and I have spent the last ten years playing board games together. No, I’m not talking about seeing if we need anger management classes by playing Monopoly or choosing which career path we want to pursue in Life. I’m talking about making the life or death decision of which city to cure of a disease lest an outbreak occur in Pandemic, cackling like a maniac when you oust your opponent with a direct hit of four attack strikes to become the baddest monster in King of Tokyo, and smartly building and managing the best winery in pre-modern Tuscany in Viticulture.