A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away . . .
It is a period of great curiosity and amazement in the life of a young boy. A brief viewing of a Cartoon Network episode of "Star Wars: The Clone Wars" (pronounced Stah Wars: The Clown Wars) has captured the wonder of young Liam Renquin. During the viewing he sees lightsabers, blasters, and Jedi Knights.
It is not long before this child is turning every object a foot long or larger into a lightsaber. Little does Liam know that he has been guided into his new-found love by his father. Together they viewed episodes of the Clown Wars, played with a growing collection of Stah Wars toys, and even watched parts of the movies. Last Saturday (not so long ago, I guess) Master and Padawan attended a concert celebrating the music and magic of these movies. Together, they went to see . . .
Stah Wars in Concert
You may or may not have guessed that Jen has asked me (Aaron) to write today's blog. I don't get anywhere near as much time with the boys that Jen does, and I try to do as many quality things with them as I can. When we heard that a full-sized symphony and choir would be performing the music of Star Wars in time to images shown on a three-story tall screen, I knew that I had to take Liam. He and I headed over to the Resch Center on Saturday, ready to take in the spectacle.
Let me pause to say that it means the world to me that Liam has latched on to Star Wars. Every dad hopes that his kids will take an interest in the things that interest him. Some dads hunt, some dads like sports. This dad loves Star Wars. I got my first Star Wars toy when I was five, and I still have it. The first time I got to stay up late was in 1983 (*Note from Jen: The year I was born...), when CBS broadcast the first movie for the first time. I have Star Wars tattoos. I have four dozen rubbermaid containers in the basement containing my Star Wars collection. That being said, I have not forced Star Wars on my boys. It's in the house, but I wasn't putting lightsabers into their cribs after they were born.
The trip on Saturday was as much a joy for me as a father as it was for me as a Star Wars fan. I got as much joy from watching Liam as I did from watching the big screen and listening to the orchestra. It was also a lesson in patience for me as a father. Liam was as blown away by the light-up lightsaber keychain as he was by the laser show overhead. He wanted to go home after the first three songs were played. He wanted to get a drink right after the lights went out. He took apart his lightsaber keychain and lost all the parts that made it light up. As time goes on, I'll forget about those things and remember the way he smiled when he saw R2-D2 rolling down the hallway towards us and how much he clapped when the words "A long time ago" came up on the screen. Here's hoping for more adventures for the two of us in this galaxy and the one far, far away.
Yay! Sounds like you had a great time!!
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