May the Force Be With Me
It started out simple and innocent enough. I thought to myself,
"Self, why not introduce Star Wars to your children?"
So we watched the movies. My boys enjoyed the action, adventure, and characters. I enjoyed Billy Dee Williams. Good times all the way around. Then we watched the movies again. Then one more time.
Then my mood took a turn.
For the past few months, it's been Star Wars this and Star Wars that.
Basically - I'm up to my ass in Star Wars.
We've got Star Wars -
Ask me what game I played for two g*ddamned hours yesterday.
Oldest is even writing a "new chapter" to continue the story. My precious children are turning into a) kids I threw spitballs at in elementary school or b) my brother.If Youngest tells me to "laugh it up, fuzzball" one more time, I may have to stage an intervention.
Or start drinking in the afternoon.
posted by kate @ 10:11 AM
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"If Youngest tells me to "laugh it up, fuzzball" one more time, I may have to stage an intervention."
Do, or do not. There is no "I may have to..."
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Way to be supportive, Jeff.
If I wanted advice from my dad, I'd have called him...
Capitalism - it's a beautiful thing.
my boys want that so badly...i cant find one anywhere!!!
We are now on a Harry Potter kick...I get cursed and jinxed all day...plus all the death curses....we have wands, broomsticks, snitches, goggles numerous glasses and robes and various gameboy games....makes me wish star wars would make a come back...that way I only get zapped with a lightsaber!!! Oh and around here it was "Luke...I am your father" "No I'll never turn to the dark side....NEVER!!!! with various falls and rolls over whatever furniture happens to be there....is noon too early to start drinking??
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