Wow. That's a gruesome title. Don't worry, it's nothing serious. It's just that lately with the StarWars kick the boys are on, they have been doing a lot of role playing from the various movies. Of course, since I am the one who's home with them during the day, I am the one who has to repeatedly suffer an untimely death (by way of the light saber of course). I have died several times just today, as a matter of fact. I also had one or sometimes both of my hands cut off. I am terrible at faking that I am dead. I have been told to stop moving and stop opening my eyes many times.
They never let me win.
They also have many of the StarWars action figures that they love to play with. The only problem is that all of them have body parts that are removable. All their tiny heads come off(and the helmets too). As well as the arms and legs, hands, clothing,etc. Some of these poor guys will never be put back together. I am sure I sucked up Anakin Skywalker's hand in the vacuum. But that's ok with them, because in the movie he loses his arm in a fight, so now it's more realistic.
Oh good. Glad to help.
At any given time during the day, I will see a head on the dining room table, or a hand on the kitchen counter. How am I supposed to keep track of all these body parts? Now I am supposed to be looking for some bad guy's light saber that has gone missing. It has to be the blue one-wait the dark blue one. And it has to be the one with the totally silver handle. Not the black and silver handle. ugh
Those light sabers are the size of a pretzel stick. Not even-definitely thinner. Actually I would say more like a toothpick. So this is what I am reduced to on a daily basis. Finding missing body parts and trying to stay alive while three boys with light sabers attack me.
Does anyone else have this problem?
You know, I wouldn't have it any other way, but this little girl can't be born soon enough!