OWW met a tree while sledding today. He killed that tree, though. He knocked it right down and now it’s dead. He escaped with a nice fat poked eye. He swears he can see despite the swelling. L thought he looked like Luke Skywalker after his unfortunate abduction by the Wampa on Hoth. L is the Star Wars expert around here, with counsel from Sam. She decided O may watch Number 4, the original Star Wars movie, when he turns 5. Except for the choking part. No one is gonna watch that!

(Never fear! E insists on reading Can You Spot a Jedi? On a regular basis…she knows what’s what.)