Apparently it is an unwritten rule of the universe that all boys must love Star Wars immediately upon introduction. Noah first got a taste of it with "Angry Birds, Star Wars Edition", which he loves. Then we went to a birthday party and got these:
(Lydia also loves them. In fact, she crawled all the way across the room for the very first time to get to them. And as you can see, she is a crazy little Jedi.)
Then he started asking questions and picking up on more details from the game. And is now slightly obsessed about all things Star Wars, especially Yoda. (We think he is too young to actually watch a movie yet, but we showed him the clip of Yoda fighting Count Dooku. I should have been recording his reaction...)
Then I came home from an appointment yesterday to this:
Corey got out his Star Wars Risk game (that every single boy of any age who comes into our house immediately notices; I'm telling you, there's a rule somewhere) and made up a version on the spot about axe-wielding piggies and having to defend the trees for the birds and a Yoda super power and I'm not sure what else.
Coolest. Dad. Ever.