While cleaning our bedroom tonight (yes, it's Sunday. but man... it was messy. think of it as a spiritual cleaning because it was getting in the way!), our door opened slightly. Fun fact- our door has never shut the whole way. It won't close. Thank you, previous tenants. This usually happens when we have our window open (which is all summer), so we figured it was the wind. A minute later, we see a smile poking in from the darkness. Mister James needed to go potty and the bathroom can be scary all by your lonesome at night. Brad and I went with him (he was so happy to have us hang out with him while going potty. there's a boy for you) and when he was all done, James looks to me and says, "Pretty sure I haven't had any cuddles today." Aka- mommy, you're coming with me. Brad had put them to bed so I was more than happy to accompany him back to his bed and hang for a while.
No surprise to me, we were immediately in the middle of a Star Wars story. James loves to tell stories- either retelling of something or making something completely up. Tonight's request was a sort of scattering of stories, but we tied them all together in the end. The random topics were: Kit Fisto. Bobba Fett and the sand monster. Luke, Han, Princess Lei, Lando, the droids, and how they escaped from Jabba the Hut. How bad the Emperor was. Jango Fett. Other Jedi. Now to back pedal a little...
Lately, I'll reward the boys by playing an episode or two of the Legos Star Wars on the Wii. I went through the story mode and they have never seen the first three episodes. They know Anakin becomes Darth Vader, but they've had a hard time grasping why. And I don't really care for their little minds to get it either. But watching the Legos Star Wars, it kind of gives it away. There is the episode, obviously, that implies that the other Jedi are hurt/killed. I kid you not, James started sobbing. The poor child. He has a Kit Fisto (green guy with tentacles) action figure and he dotes on him. Absolutely loves him. And he was just shown that he probably died. This was not okay. So being the mom that I am, I sheltered my child and changed the story. Don't agree with me? Don't care :) What really happened is Kit Fisto escaped but no one knew about it. Just like Obi Wan and Yoda, he became remote from most civilization and has been in hiding. All because a little four-year old's hero was killed and his mom's heart couldn't take it. Oh, and another side note- James is convinced Bobba Fett decides to become good. Not my doing, he won't listen to me. Apparently he rectifies his ways and is good down the line.
So tonight's story is: When the Jedi were leading the Clone Troopers against the evil droids, we all know the Clone Troopers turn on all the Jedi and seem to slaughter them. This is a Jedi Mind Trick. They actually all escaped to different planets. They are waiting for the day where they can reveal themselves. Now, when Bobba Fett falls into the sand monster's mouth, he is able to wrestle free and escape with his jet pack. Upon returning to Mos Eisley Cantina, he is hired to go and hunt down Kit Fisto- news is traveling fast that more Jedi might be alive. Upon arriving at Kit Fisto's apparent whereabouts, he is struck down. None other than Kit Fisto himself emerges and takes Bobba Fett with him to his home. There, he is able to teach Bobba better ways and turns him to the good side. Bobba Fett now only answers to the Jedi, and when the Empire falls he helps rescue all the hidden Jedi and hunts down supporters/sympathizers of the Empire's ways. Once the Empire has fallen, Luke and the other Jedi start the Jedi Academy and the Jedi's ways are taught once more.
There were random tangents in there (aren't there always when talking to four-year olds?), but that was the gist of it. I'm pretty sure we'll be discussing it a lot tomorrow. I just love the imagination of James, and how he really can see into this other world. Children's imagination is like magic sometimes. It's a privilege to see into it at times with them.
