I Live With Darth Vader

J has a voice changing D.V. mask. He has been asking for one for months, we have said no repeatedly, not out of lack of love, or understanding, but because we knew it would make us crazy. We try to be unselfish. We really do. But there has to be a limit. Anyway when the Grands called and asked if they could get one for Christmas I had to say yes. It's such a cool gift, and I knew how shiny his eyes would get..and that is a grandparents right, to be the good guy. The understanding ones....He walked around like this for 2 days. All breathing and standing close to us, demanding that we watch and listen and enjoy with him the amazing voice changing power of the helmet. It also has pre programed phrases in Darth's own voice, for when you run out of evil and ominous phrases of your own invention... which comes in handy, I can't even tell you. The most disturbing thing for me was that he would wear regular closthes under this get up, and the pants would bunch under the costume, as you can see here...I am a very steadfast and vigilant non bunchy person, to a fault even, and this was almost enough to make me insane on its own accord. He seems to have calmed down now though, regretfully probably because he is under the thumb of another cold. I am thinking of home schooling him, just because of the constant onslaught of viral illness that has plagued us since this whole education thing started. I think all they do at school is exchange snot. Anyway now that I write this I wish he was heavy breathing in his helmet instead of snoring in his sleep, burdened with all those happy winter secretions... Love to all, dont forget that frequent hand washing is the first step in preventing infectious disease....break the chain all, break the chain.. in the same direction, why do so many people send their sick kids to school. Think how fewer colds peoplw would get if folks had the common courtesy to stay home when ill, or wear a mask or something.. geez.