Thursday, June 11, 2009

When A Boy Finds His People

Really, can any one person speak or think or recreate Stars Wars too much? And can you imagine the happiness that explodes from that one person when he finds a kindred spirit who is also five years old and maniacally addicted to Star Wars? Absolute nirvana, that's what.
We had to switch them to nerf swords because they were willing to beat each other to death for the sake of realism with the plastic light sabers. After the four hour playdate/bbq, I told Lucas it was time to go home and he wailed, "BUT WE JUST GOT HERE!"

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