Move over Vader, there is a five-year-old padawan about to eat your laser. Well, he’s actually about to eat two bites, spit them out and dry heave for ten minutes. After Oscar woke up feeling like death, we managed to somewhat salvage being in quarantine on your fifth birthday with a Death Star cake.
How sick was he? He was given a gift as he lay in bed this morning and he said, “Maybe later.”
Thanks to all of the friends and family who sent birthday wishes. They meant a lot him. He’s already talking about doing more damage to the Death Star tomorrow, so he must be coming around.