I swear... I mean I really swear I'm not trying too hard to push Star Wars on my eldest son. I do talk a lot about SW - and he obviously sees my joy when I open up SW gifts for my birthday - but I do promise that I'm not trying to turn my kid into a SW geek.
However.... this is really cool I think:
This weekend I'm standing in line at Home Depot. Or maybe Lowes. To be honest, I'm not much of a "handyman" so both stores simply morph into "The Blue One" and "The Orange One." Anyway - the whole family is waiting in line while the teenager behind the counter scans our items. All of a sudden - without any prompting from me - my eldest child begins to sing the Imperial March. Not the Star Wars theme - but the Imperial March.
Then - yesterday morning - he comes out of his room with a blanket behind him. He tells me that he wants to be like Darth Vader.
My son - the 5 year old Lord of the Sith. Am I proud? You bet. My daughter isn't so interested in Star Wars - but my youngest recognizes Yoda already.
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That must have been a relief- can you imagine the horror if he'd stepped out of his room wearing a Daffy Duck mask painted brown, aspiring to be Jar Jar Binks? ::shudder::
But this begs the larger question... does this mean your son's the apprentice and you're the master- or is it the other way around? ;-)
I have three kids - so I'm not only NOT the Master, I'm not even a figurehead. ;)
Ray,
I can relate to your home depot stuff, though I did manage to replace my garbage disposal last night without incident. I was so proud of myself I called my mom =)
Should I hope for my daughter to want to be just like Princess Amidala? Hmm... pregnant out of wedlock, and the father is the most evil man in the universe? Maybe not.
Maybe she'll have aspirations to be the first female Lord of the Sith. (Since all trained Jedi seem to be men, I suspect that ONLY the dark side would accept her...
Well, not entirely true- not only are there plenty of female Jedi Masters, but several sitting on the Jedi council to boot. There's still hope for your daughter, Rick... ;)
A very fitting tune for the wait in line at a big box retailer.