I’m making her school lunch today (she’s 7 by the way)… and she walked in…
MiniObsi: You know, I really wish I was a Jedi
Me: me too
Me: I want a lightsaber
MiniObsi: is that all?
Me: well.. and the power of the force so I can move stuff…. with my MIND!
MiniObsi: I’d like that too…. then I’d use the force to CLEAN UP YOUR ROOM!
(so then we had a discussion on how it’s impolite to tell your mother her room is messy, and that on the subject of messy rooms, hers is hardly a shining example of neatness!)