My husband (a.k.a. Jedi Master Daddy) and I (a.k.a. Princess Mommy) are raising three energetic Jedi: Master London, Jedi Brandt, and Padowan Khyah. I have mastered the use of my purple light-saber (inherited from Mace Windoo himself, Master London tells me), the art of identifying the bad guys (they drink prune juice, NOT water), and the ability of crafting bases and ships from scraps (aka legos).
Well, he's still smiling.
ReplyDeleteAll I can say is OUCH!!
ReplyDeleteHopefully Brandt felt as little pain as I did when I needed stitches in my lip. No fun!
ReplyDeleteAh, the rites of passage through childhood! : ) Looks like he handled it well!
ReplyDelete