The four of us were playing Lego Star Wars II last night, the one based on the original trilogy. We’ve been working our way through Star Wars and had reached the final climactic battle. On the TV, the Death Star moved into position around Yavin.
ELI: Dad? Dad? Hey, dad, dad.
ME: Yes, Eli.
ELI: (pointing) What kind of moon is that?
ME (ominously): That’s no moon….
It’s a trap!
[Is this where I admit that my Space Camp nickname was Gold Leader for the way I sounded over the comm links? No? Well, I did it anyway.]
our youngest’s name is luke.
can you fill in the blanks from there…
“luke, i am your….
….father
….mother
….brother
….sister
it deteriorates from there