My buddy Jeff returned from Galaxy’s Edge recently bearing gifts, among them a new plush doll of The Child from The Mandalorian. It’s already earned a spot on Miles’s bed.
This morning, Miles was carrying The Child with him as he walked to the kitchen trying to convince Jaclyn to give him a scoop of the peanut butter she was putting in my protein shake.
“I want peanut butter, Mommy,” Miles said.
“What about Baby Yoda?” I countered. “Do you know what he likes to eat?”
“Huh,” Miles replied.
“Baby Yoda likes chicken nuggies!” I said.
Miles became immediately obstinate. “No Baby Yoda eats CEREAL,” he sternly corrected.
He was thinking of this:
The Perils (& Pride) of Paternity 