The other day we were driving in the car and this is the conversation I heard in the backseat:
6 year-old: When I grow up, I want to be a Jedi.
3 year-old: Me too! I’m going to be Qui-Gon Jinn.
6 year-old: No, you don’t want to be him. Darth Maul dies him. I’m going to be Obi Wan Kenobi.
3 year-old: Oh yeah that’s right.
6 year-old: How about I get him before he dies you?
3 year-old: Ok, because I don’t want to die.
6 year-old: I’ll use my light saber on him, don’t worry.
3 year-old: Thank you. You are the best brother ever!
Looks like they have it all figured out.