Sweet Boy#2–“Leia, you’re a flatulent rocket!” She was a bit gassy.
Sweet Boy#1–I was making up silly poems about mud puddles as though Leia were inventing them. One may have included the line “Up above the world so high, like a mudslide in the sky.” And my son was not impressed. He groaned and said–“Not even Leia could make a poem that bad!”–Well, at least I know he was telling the truth when he said he liked my book. An honest boy is hard to find. Love that little guy.