The camera wasn't readily available this a.m. So you'll have to picture this in your mind.
Yesterday, we started preparing for Halloween -- and Henry's wish to be Obi-Wan Kenobi (you're our only hope!) -- by trekking to K-mart to buy a pair of lightsabers. He spent much of the rest of the day playing with them (and alternately bugging us to do battle with him). I was slightly concerned that he might want to sleep with them, which I imagined wouldn't be comfortable for anyone, particularly when the spring-loaded saber shot out of the handle and glowed in the dark at 2 a.m.
But he opted for a more sensible solution. He found a special secret place to prop them up and store them for morning.
Fast forward to the a.m. I was getting ready for work and heard him jump out of bed and patter down the hall to our room. I turned to say good morning and was greeted with a knee-slapping sight. If I'd been drinking my coffee, I'd have spewed it across the room.
He said something about how he was Anakin and the force was with him, and would I please be Ahsoka and play Star Wars with him. But I honestly was laughing too hard to hear exactly what he said.
It was quite a look. I'm sure the look will be repeated. Until it's not at all funny anymore.
Yesterday, we started preparing for Halloween -- and Henry's wish to be Obi-Wan Kenobi (you're our only hope!) -- by trekking to K-mart to buy a pair of lightsabers. He spent much of the rest of the day playing with them (and alternately bugging us to do battle with him). I was slightly concerned that he might want to sleep with them, which I imagined wouldn't be comfortable for anyone, particularly when the spring-loaded saber shot out of the handle and glowed in the dark at 2 a.m.
But he opted for a more sensible solution. He found a special secret place to prop them up and store them for morning.
Fast forward to the a.m. I was getting ready for work and heard him jump out of bed and patter down the hall to our room. I turned to say good morning and was greeted with a knee-slapping sight. If I'd been drinking my coffee, I'd have spewed it across the room.
Henry swaggered into the bedroom wearing an orange, long-sleeved t-shirt, bed-head hair sticking askew, and one of the lightsabers clipped to the band of his kids cartoon brief-style underwear.
He said something about how he was Anakin and the force was with him, and would I please be Ahsoka and play Star Wars with him. But I honestly was laughing too hard to hear exactly what he said.
It was quite a look. I'm sure the look will be repeated. Until it's not at all funny anymore.
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