nerdy buzz continued

I took the boys to see the actor who played young Boba Fett yesterday.

Darth Vader loves a Honda.

There were Storm Stompers and Clone Troopers and Shadow Doozies ...my boyzies acted all shy. I had to basically make them go take the picture with these fancy pants guys.

I couldn't con the little guys into having their picture made with Daniel Logan, but the big guy remembered him from the movie. He was a little kid in the movie. I don't actually remember him or the movie. I may have slept through that part. He had a hard time believing the big guy is only 14.

 There was a quiz. He got the answer right and was given a comic book, two Star Wars air fresheners (my van smelled awesome after that... like stardust and intergalactic coconuts.)
Seriously, adults dressed up as Star Wars characters. Where do they find the big plastic pants and tops? I mean, we have the hat.

Mr. C. has spent most of today and a good part of last night painting the hat, gluing cardboard to a shirt (I don't know why really) and also cleaning the kitchen because evidently while I stepped out of the house for a minute, their big brother was babysitting and so all the paint may or may not have gone everywhere and dishtowels were fair game for cleanup... Lets just say we were mopping floors last night around midnight.

In other news, finally those people who shall not be named seem to have figured out that if they don't call ahead to schedule a time to pick up my boys, we are gonna be gone. The last few times I took the little people fishing or whatnot and came home to futile voice mails about how they're three seconds away from the house, and wanted to pick the guys up. Um. Ever hear of advance notice? whoops.
Evidently they're catching on. 
Tonight I got a text {a text!} about the time their dad planned his dad would come.  
Wouldn't want to pick up our own kids, now would we? Ooh, did I say that? 

Bummer. I sorta thought we'd go fishing again like last time.