Watching Star Wars with the Sweetest Kids Ever

Since I've been in recovery mode and trying desperately to keep my promise to N not to do too much my darling little boys have been introduced to Star Wars. B calls it "I Styles." No idea why, but I find it quite adorable. I was a little worried some parts might scare them so there were definitely some spots we skipped over. Naturally, their favorites were the sword fighting scenes. E had the flu and wasn't feeling well either. B was so precious and told E and me to lay on his lap during the movie and he patted our hair while S snuggled up on the other side and held our hands.

They kept asking when Darth Vader was going to die. Naturally the bad guy can't survive. So when Obi Wan Kanobi died in the end instead of Darth Vader they couldn't figure that out. They saw that there was more than one DVD and figured he must die on one of those. So, we started a Star Wars marathon. About half way through The Empire Strikes Back B realized that Darth Vader was trying to get Luke to be bad and that Luke was "choosing the right." Suddenly he turned to me and said "When is Darth Vader going to turn good?" Me, "What?" "When is Darth Vader going to turn good? When does he repent? I want to see that one." I was quite impressed that a 4 year old would come up with that. S loved the scene where the imperial storm walkers blew up. "Wow Mom! That was amazing! Can we please watch that part again?" It's been really fun watching the movies with them. For some reason though the start of Return of the Jedi scared S so I just snuggled him in my lap with a blanket over his face while B watched.

I figure they've earned their movie time. They have been so darling and unbelievably helpful. The house looks really good, not like it's sparkling and spotless by any means but they cleaned up the living room and their toy room and vacuumed both all by themselves. They unloaded and reloaded the dishwasher all themselves, sweet things tried to sweep the kitchen (that wasn't the biggest success) and they pushed 7 baskets of laundry to the "washing machiner" filled it soap and all and pushed start and emptied the dryer and pushed the basket back to me to fold. With a great big smile B said "Mom, we're really good for you. We can do everything by ourselves. We're doing families are forever." I think I've got the sweetest kids ever.