In the first one, he had to rescue the king's crown that had been stolen by bandits.
"Can I smack him Daddy?"
Rolls dice. Compares results.
"He's dead! Does he have the crown?"
Killing people and nicking their stuff. He's an RPG natural.
It worked quite well as he has having to remember that the different numbers were and which ones were higher and lower than the others. In the space of ten minutes he was more secure with quite a few numbers.
This morning he asked if he could play again.
I asked him if he wanted to be a ranger or an elf (I had a few Lord of the Rings miniatures kicking about). He chose a ranger; proof that he has good taste and will avoid namby pamby elves.
This time he trying to rescue the King's Wizard.
The next move being, of course, ATTACK!
And at the end of his trail of carnage, he defeats the evil sorcerer and rescue the wizard.
Again, he made real progress with the numbers so as well as being fun it had educational value. Or at least that's what I'll tell his mother while I buy a load more stuff to stock a dungeon.