Ian has been captivated by all things Star Wars as of late. After watching the two sets of trilogies, his Xmas list reads like an Imeprial Starship checklist: Cape, Helmet, robot, lightsaber.
It is the last one that has Mel and I concerned. A week or so ago, we had Ians teacher conference. Let's just say it was a very different discussion then we were accustomed to with Reagan. The phrase, "it is a good thing he is cute" came up far too often in the conversation.
In the past week, he's chased a boy with scissors, acted up in a restaurant and snuck his Xmas cap to school. But it is with today's final act that peaks our concern: "Dad, I want a red lightsaber."
With those six words the boy has gone from the beacon of hope representing all that is good, to , well to the dark side. For those not in the know, only bad guys have red lightsabers. Up until now, Ian has always wanted a blue one. This was confirmed as late as yesterday. But this morning, he dressed in all black and talks about Santa bringing him a red lightsaber.
Troubled times for the galaxy to be sure.
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