The Obession Grows...

OK, once again, if you don't know the Star Wars movies, you don't need to read this post. Wait, forget that, if you don't know the movies, then you are missing out...seriously. They are awesome. Stop reading this and go watch them first. I mean it. Now.

Anyway, Star Wars is quickly taking over in our house. We watch the movies all the time. Jack's favorite is The Empire Strikes Back. (Convenient for me since that is my favorite too.) He asks for "Episode 5" all the time. Stuart tried to get him interested in episodes 1-3 and assumed that since they were newer, he would love the special effects. But, really, he didn't like them nearly as much. It also backfired. You see, Jack really is invested in the characters, and at the end of Episode 3, when Anakin uses the force to choke Padme, Jack cried. I mean really cried. Big tears. He was so upset. I don't think we will watch that one again.

We tried to join in the fun with Jack this weekend, but we were quickly rebuffed.



Saturday morning we went to McDonald's for breakfast and drove around to check out some garage sales. At the very first house, a little boy was selling a whole pile of his old light sabers. (They no longer make any sounds, but Jack didn't care.) He was thrilled. He only wanted a blue one...like Luke. We insisted he get two so he could play with his friends when they visit. After the purchase, Jack insisted on going home...can't really blame him, I mean, really, how could we top such a great find.


Both boys enjoyed the new toys.



I still crack up when Jack talks about using the force. I swear it sounds like he is saying, "forest."