Whoa. That weekend flew by! Remember last year when I blogged every single day? I’m glad I’m not doing that anymore. I’m exhausted as it is.
But Will told me last night that he checked for updates a dozen times yesterday and he was sad. So let’s see what I can throw up here before he gets to work this morning.
Scene One. Sunday afternoon. Will and his mom have been to Target, where she picked up a little set of Star Wars figures for Sam.
MIL: And here’s 3CPO.
MIL: Yes, 3CPO.
This went on for–I’m not kidding–at least a full minute, and might have continued indefinitely had I not interjected to tell them they were funnier than Abbot & Costello.
Scene Two. This morning. Sam is sitting in front of Will’s computer, which is where he watches Star Wars, singing the Imperial March.
Me: Sam, do you want to watch Star Wars?
Maybe you had to be there, but holy heck, was it funny.