Mikey has a habit of reenacting scenes from movies or books that catch his interest. He’s done this since he was about three years old, the first time being the shark scenes in Finding Nemo. He used to “swim” up to the kids in pre-school and perform “interventions.”
Next came Mary Poppins. He was scandalized when Mr. Banks tore up the nanny advertisement Jane and Michael wrote and tossed it in the fireplace. I think in his 3 year old mind it was all very macho. I started finding random pieces of torn paper in the fireplace but didn’t put two and two together until I caught him another day, fist in air, mumbling about impertinent children.
The Clone Wars brought battle scenes. For a while, it was impossible for me to open the door for us to leave without Mikey giving me a five-count, advising me as I walked out the door to “keep low and watch out for Separatist scum.”
The Star Wars scene in which Han Solo is frozen in carbonite left quite an impression on Mikey. That’s why I wasn’t surprised when my sister in law, Stephanie, opened up the freezer at Christmas and found a Gerber baby-food bowl with a Storm Trooper frozen in a block of ice. She gasped and told me there was a toy in my freezer. I shrugged my shoulders and told her Mikey was in a Star Wars phase. I had no doubt something else would capture his attention soon.
I was right.