“What’s going on… Buddy?” – Han Solo, Star Wars V: The Empire Strikes Back
Dad Windu left for a conference today and we miss him already. My Padawan Learner especially misses his sleeping-in time, since we had to leave at 8 a.m. for the airport. In the end, we ended up coming home and finishing up the lessons we completely blew off yesterday. You see, it was just far too nice out to spend our time cooped up in the house. In spring, a beautiful, warm, sunny day is reason enough to put the books away and go outside. In between the cold , the rain of spring and the oppressive heat of summer, you have to grab the good days when you can and squeeze as much out of them as you can. Afterwards, my young Padawan Learner walked a few houses down and finished up a game of Lord of the Rings Risk that his friend had found at a garage sale yesterday afternoon.
Although Dad Windu wasn’t around, we still joined his company for dinner and a few hours of baseball. Every year, they buy baseball tickets for any of the company families that want to go so we saw the local minor league team duke it out with another minor league team. In the end our team lost, but I didn’t mind so much. It was a good game with lots of diving for balls, stealing of bases and rooting for the home team. My young Padawan Learner took his best friend along, using Dad Windu’s ticket, and they drank enough soda to last a lifetime, gorged on sugar and kept the concessions people hopping. In an irony to end all ironies, the best friend was the only person to catch any of the “goodies” thrown into the stands. It was a hotdog. He is a vegetarian.
For the record, I’m not sure how Obi-Wan would have handled a couple hours of his young padawan learner’s friend’s fart and butt jokes, but I ran out of subtle and friendly hints after a while and had to just insist on him stopping it. Obi-Mom can only take so much.
