My husband has trained our young one (or should I say padawan???) to ask for Star Wars by name. As in, "Star Wars? Watch Star Wars!" Jeff of course beams with pride and loads up A New Hope immediately. He reads the opening titles to her as if they are a bedtime story. When people get hit by blasters he tells her they are going to sleep. She's obsessed with R2-D2's whereabouts and wants to know "Where D2 go?" whenever he is off-screen.
What's perhaps even sadder is that I am loving this. It's really sweet and funny to watch them together. He finally got his very own Princess Leia.
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That's really very cute
That is adorable. We need to set up a playdate with Alex, who blames Darth Vader for all the ills in this world. Stacey was witness to one such incident, where Darth Vader broke his high chair.
Now just teach her to say "You'e a great Dad!" like in Toy Story 2 and you'll have off the charts cuteness.
Ha ha ha... that would be funny.
And yes, Vader did get blamed for breaking Alex's chair. He was dead serious...
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