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Two little Star Wars fans have somehow crept their way into our house.  It was light sabers made from markers two weeks ago.  Books from the library for the past month.  And then a special event put on by our library.  Star Wars night.  Nothing beats free.  And nothing beats watching the personalities emerging from your littles.

This is how it went.  Brayden, ecstatic. . . looking forward to to it for a week and a half.  Counting down the days.  He came prepared with his little Obi Wan Kenobi action figure.  We searched high and low for his Star Wars pajama shirt–the one clothing item we own that is Star Wars.  We couldn’t find it.  He chatted all the way to the library about the characters he was going to meet.  We arrived and waited a few minutes. . . four storm troopers of sorts and an Ewok emerged.  Brayden watched from a distance.  Smiling, clearing enjoying himself and was quietly excited about it.  We coaxed him after awhile to get in on a picture with one of the troopers–but James went with him.

Carter, clueless.  He had no idea what we were doing.  He just kept repeating anything Brayden said about Star Wars. . . then he spewed off a few of the characters names that he knew.  We get to the library and he’s probably the youngest boy there.  He was rolling on the floor.  Running all over.  Being loud.  I was completely embarrassed.  The characters came out from the door, and literally the hundred people that were there just kind of made oohs and ahhs.  Smiled.  Kept their distance for a minute.  Carter ran right over and literally was the only person standing there for like a minute.  He waved.  Enthusiastically said hi.  Gave high fives.  Nothing holding that little boy back.  He’s as friendly and easy going as they come.

A little later, he did a whole bunch of karate moves to one of the troopers.  I sat back and smiled as the person in the costumed humored Carter and copied all of his moves.   The he posed with all of the characters.  Did some more karate moves.  Everyone giggled at how cute the whole thing was.  And I would’ve paid to have watched it, even if it wasn’t free.  What a ham.