Wednesday, 24 March 2010
Star Wars has become an overnight obsession with the children in this house. They caught a glimpse of the original 1977 film recently and since then well, they are hooked. Particularly my littlest one.
This morning he played his usual casting director role. He of course is Luke, Yoyo is Princess Leia, My eldest is Han Solo, The Queen of Clean C3-PO (he does a fab impression), and I am.....Chewbacca. It could have been worse.....apparently Jabba the Hut was on the cards at one point.
But despite my disappointment over his casting choices....Littlest One has made me smile this evening as I am surrounded by all this paraphenalia.
He has drawn the pictures below and proudly stuck them on the living room wall (usually things get put in his bedroom, but obviously he wants these little sketches more visible). I'll turn a blind eye to the blu-tac.
His favourite thing is this makeshift light sabre (in a previous life it was a giant bubble wand that I nearly threw out last month), that he takes everywhere with him.
Even to bed.
And on those nights when he strays into our bed in the early hours.....the light sabre comes with him.