A Jedi you are not

It's been a fun--but crazy--weekend. We visited with our nieces and nephew--it was our nephew's 6th birthday, one of our nieces was two a few weeks ago, and the other is brand new, not yet two weeks old. The boys had a blast at the party and visiting, and I of course tried to get over my 'baby-itis' by monopolizing the newborn as much as possible. But after the party and the traveling (which included a side trip to visit great grandma on the way home) we decided today should be spent doing absolutely nothing. So we lazed about the house all day. I've done a couple of quizzes and some discussions, as well as some reading for school (yes, that IS a day off for me--I'm trying to get far enough ahead that I don't have to worry while we're on vacation), but otherwise, nothing. So now we're settling down for the evening. Superhero has asked his daddy several times if he can have video game time, and daddy keeps saying he can, and keeps playing his own video game (some medieval role playing thing that is too complex for Superhero). This went on for about an hour, until Superhero finally sighed in that world-weary way that only a five year old can get away with, looked up at his daddy and said "Daddy, you're SO not a Jedi." In Superhero's world of late, there is no greater insult!