The Saga Continues

So, William confided in me last night some things about his and Amidala's relationship.  And his sleep preferences.

Mom, I'm naked.

You're not naked.

The top part of me is naked. (He is sleeping in his underwear).
It's okay.  Amildala likes it.

She likes you to be naked?  What does she sleep in?

She sleeps in a blue gown.  She wears it all the time. (Sigh of relief).
She likes it when I'm naked.  She likes to feel my warm skin.  And my bellybutton.  (?????) That's boy language.  You can't say that.

I can't say "bellybutton"?

No.  Only boys can.

Girls have bellybuttons, too.

Yeah, Amidala likes mine.  And my warm skin.

Lord help me when puberty arrives.


By the way, I asked again why I wasn't invited to the wedding.  He told me that  he didn't "draw [me] on the list" because he didn't "know how to spell [me]." He did, however, know how to spell, Boo, Mimi, and Papa.  Not Mom.

Always a Bridesmaid

Never a mother of the groom.

William informed me last night that he was recently married.  To Amidala.  Because she was "so in love with him."  Who could blame her?

As any concerned mother would do, I questioned him on the genesis of the relationship.  Which, as far as I knew, was the actual wedding.

So, you and Amidala, huh?  Why did you get married?

Mom, I already told you.  Because she was in love with me.  And I love her.

Where was this wedding?

It was just at a restaurant.  It was at Off the Hoof.  (A local burger place--fancy).  It's a real restaurant.  But, you weren't there.

I wasn't invited?

Mah-ahm. (Exasperated tone).  I just already told you.  You weren't there. 

Well, just for the record.  Next time you get married, I want to be invited.

Well, it's too late.  Boo (his cousin and sometimes girlfriend) was there. 

Boo was there?  Why wasn't I invited?

You weren't on the list.

Brown Chicken Brown Cow

Did I mention that William is obsessed with Star Wars?  We play light sabers, 'lectricity from our hands, Anakin with the burned off hair...

He has two Star Wars encyclopedias that he pores over.  This one, that's from the movies and one from Clone Wars.  So, he's familiar with even some of (what I would consider) obscure characters.

Tonight he was playing with his Gaga (my mother-in-law) and Ahsoka Tano and Amidala were featured prominently in their play.  They cried a lot.  He really couldn't tell me why, but he wanted to know if Amidala could sleep with him tonight.  Not a figure.  Not a picture.  Just an imaginary Amidala.  But, he wanted permission first.

Please, Mom!  Please Amidala can sleep with me in my bed?  I really, really want her to!

Uh... Why?  Why do you want Amidala to sleep with you?

Because, I just really want her to!

(What is that they say about lawyers in court?  Never ask a question that you don't already know the answer to?  I can't help it, though.  I gotta know).

What are guys going to do? 

Read bed time stories and have fun!

Still a little too vague for me, but I'll allow it.  The biggest question, though, is what would he have done had I said no?

And the rest of the story...

At bedtime.

Is Amidala still planning on sleeping with you?

Yeah.  And Ahsoka wants to sleep with me, too.

I don't know if there's room for all of you.

Ahsoka can sleep on top of me because she likes me. (??????)  And she is very light.


How about she sleeps here at the foot of the bed?