Although he has only watched selected scenes from the trilogy, Blake is enamored with Star Wars. He knows every character, he mimics their voices and actions, and he loves his daily lightsaber duel with Dad. Being that Rich and I are SW fans too, we are enjoying this obsession.
Blake is also a charmer. I call him “my little Romeo”. When I wake-up in the morning in my pre-coffee fog, face with no make-up and hair so big I could win a big hair contest, he will look at me with his big blue eyes and say, “Mommy, you look pretty today!” His compliments turn me to mush every time!
The other day I was driving him to school when the following compliment came from his mouth. “Mom, you look like Darth Vader today.”
It took me a few seconds to realize that although this is not the look I was hoping for; to my little SW fan this was intended as a great compliment. I should also insert that it was a cold morning so I was wearing a black coat and black leather gloves.
I turned to him (keeping one eye on the road, of course) and in the best James Earl Jones voice I could muster replied, “Blaaake, come with me and together as mother and son we will rule the Universe!”
And then the real compliment came from my young Padawan, “Mom, you’re the coolest!”