"But Mom, Stormtroopers don't wear makeup!"

Jayce has had an active imagination as of late. He regularly has conversations with "good guy," "bad guy," and "Mike" (??????). He also loves recreating battle scenes of Star Wars (he insists on my involvement) and is fascinated by Stormtroopers. The other day I had to get ready for playgroup, and he was quite dismayed that I cut the Star Wars game short, eliciting the comment above.

Another game Jayce created, much to Jer's amusement, is one where Jayce goes to work and I sit at home crying all day. He'll call me from his pretend office on his pretend phone and ask what's wrong. I have to respond "I'm sad because you're gone all day." He then replies, "It's okay, Mommy -- I hurry." Then he types furiously (because that's all he thinks Jeremy does), hops on his bike, then rides back to me with a big hug telling me that he's home and that I can be happy now. I honestly don't know where he gets this . . . I manage quite fine while Jer's at work, thank you very much! :)