We spent a lovely afternoon at the YMCA and the family was traveling home.  As we drove, I had a thought.  Well, I actually had two thoughts, but I kept the second one on hold.

I offered up Thought Number One.  Turning to my wife, I suggested, “We could drop you off at home and I can take the boys with me to Target (to run the final errand).”  It actually was a pretty good thought and a path to Thought Number Two.

Dropping Charlene off at home, as soon as she exited the car, I turned to the boys and unleashed Thought Number Two, “Hey, you know a Darth Maul origin story would make a great Star Wars prequel.”

A general eruption of agreement rose from the backseats and then my 8-year-old son Ben observed with a chuckle, “You waited until Mom left the car, before you told us that.”

Ah my young Padawan, you have learned your lesson well.