Story Time with Darth

(Spoiler alert.  Then again, if you don't know what happens in Star Wars, you probably don't get out enough to be reading my blog.)

Nick puts the kids to bed.  It's the rule.  If Daddy is home, Mommy stays out of bedtime.

The kids like it because it's their special time with him and because he's just better at it anyway.

For the last week and a half, their bedtime story has been a thorough retelling of Star Wars, episodes 4, 5, and 6.  Rigby has completely enjoyed the story, but Bethelle has eaten up every word out of Nick's mouth. Her life has been consumed by the characters.  All day long, she asks me questions that I just cannot answer.  In the evening or in the car, she begs Nick for the next installment.

Two nights ago, Nick finally told them the big finish.  Bethelle cried when Darth Vader turned good and then the tears picked up the pace when he killed the Emperor and died.  I love her pretty little heart.