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All You Need to Know about Star Wars: Episode 1

As you may have heard (in my case, in the middle of the night, when my husband saw the commercial and felt the need to wake me up to tell me about it), George Lucas wants to make more money give the youngest generation of Star Wars fans the opportunity to see the movies on the big screen, and he’s releasing all six of them in 3D.

Isn’t that nice of him?

Episode 1: The Phantom Menace is out now, and let’s just say it’s not going to go down with Cleopatra and Titanic as one of the greatest movies of all time. Frankly, it sucks.

Fortunately for all of you, you won’t need to go see it. Sam’s going to sum up the movie in one minute, saving you not only $51 in tickets and $18.50 in snacks, but also two and a half hours of your life that you’ll never get back.

You’re welcome.

May the force be with you.

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On a subway with my wife…

I am so un-hip that I don’t know the words to even the most popular songs made recently. And by recently, I mean since 1998. So, when I heard Sam singing his new favorite song, I thought he was saying “On a subway with my wife…”

Kate, who is much hipper and also much better at understanding three-year-old-ese, informed me that my interpretation was wrong. Pretty sure there was some eye-rolling going on.

Can you tell what he’s saying?

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Boys.

Sam, at the ripe old age of three and a half, has developed a new interest.

Potty humor.

He was playing in the sandbox at school last week, and announced upon my arrival that he was making “poop pie.” Today as we were driving home, I asked him what he had for lunch. His response? “Poopyhead!” I thought I didn’t hear him correctly at first and asked him to repeat himself – sure enough, “Poopyhead!” I said that wasn’t a nice word and I didn’t like it, and he said “It starts with an S so that means it’s not a bad word.”

Yeah, we still have some work to do on letters. And apparently also on logic.

As you may or may not have noticed, Jenny has no problem with disgusting topics (ok I have to stop linking to posts within the category “bodily functions” before I lose my lunch). I, however, prefer not to discuss such matters. I use curse words way more than Jenny does though so I’m in no way claiming vocabularial (I made that word up, but I like it) superiority – I just think it is revolting, and saying words that Jenny will freely title a blog post with makes me physically uncomfortable.

So anyway, what am I going to do with Sam and his new fascination? I want to make it stop!!!!

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