Cameron – “Grandma, let’s play light sabers”
Grandma – “I don’t know how to play light sabers”
Wife – “Just hold the sword and protect yourself”
Cameron – “Protect yourself Grandma”
Let the good times roll…
My wife and I (my wife actually) thought it would be a great idea to purchase a Star Wars light saber for our son. There is nothing better than a three-year old boy wielding a plastic stick that is bigger than him in the family room with a week old newborn near by. Obviously with having a new baby in the home means there will be a guest in the house. We were grateful to have Grandma staying with us while Janel and I both recovered (Dads need to recover too). Prior to Grandma coming to visit, Cameron had been honored the rank of Jedi Knight and he would run around the house hitting chairs, parents, and pets. When he wanted to duel, he would hand his enemy (and unfortunate loser) a plastic ladle to use as a light saber. Imagine a three year old swinging a 3-foot plastic object at you and all you had was a soup ladle…not a good time.
While Grandma was visiting, Cameron would poke and prod her to have a duel. He even attempted the Darth Vader chokehold to antagonize her to no avail. After growing tired of Grandma’s unwillingness to duel, he turned on his charm. Cameron asked Grandma with sad puppy-dog eyes, “Grandma, let’s play light sabers.” Grandma, being overcome by the Dark-Side of the Force replied, “I don’t know how to play light sabers.” Jedi Cameron was distraught over the response until Mommy instructed Grandma to, “Just hold the sword and protect yourself”. Like the giddy little boy Cameron is, responded with, “Yeah, protect yourself Grandma”. The epic battle began and ended with one swoop of the sword.