This morning Jake and I drove over to the circuit park (i’m sure it has an official name, but that’s what i call it), and we say this little kid that made Jake say, “He’s my hero.” The little boy had on a complete Jedi costume, and was in an intense light saber duel with an invisible opponent. We smiled and joked that we want kids just like that; well, we drove on our way, and completely forgot about the kid. We came back, showered, and i had to run to Walmart to pick up some burnable cds, so off we set again; the little boy was still out there, only he’d been joined by a smaller boy (assumedly his little brother) who was also clad in his very own Jedi uniform. As we drove by, the smaller of the two boys was selecting his light saber of choice from a pile of them on the ground. Then Jake got the biggest grin on his face, and he said, “I know what we’ll do for Halloween when we’ve got all the kids. We’ll all dress up like Jedi, and they will call me ‘Master’ and they will be our padawans.”
Yes. This is the man I married.
Want to know the best thing about it all?
I’m really excited to have those little munchkins; those poor kids have no idea what they’re in for with us as parents. hahaha
(p.s. i’m not pregnant.)
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