Driving in, we were caught behind a series of slow vehicles. Laura and I tried to use The Force to move them out of our way. In case you live under a rock, here is the commercial that inspired us. Then again, if you lived under a rock you'd probably not be reading this but hey. Whatever.
(Our version of The Force is holding our hands out solemnly and with great strain, while musically intoning the Imperial Death March in dramatic fashion.)
Alas, we were unsuccessful but it made for quite a few giggles in between the jaw-cracking yawns. Man I love that kid.
Related: Why is morning so freaking EARLY? GAH.
We did find that The Force might have been slightly more successful at changing red lights to green.
I'm having hope that this morning might be a sign of the return of *Mah Funneh. I have really missed it.
Also, Laura is already sleeping in an empty office near my desk. (Note to self: Dump cold water on her and then cackle maniacally as I am running away.)
*Pssssst! In case you didn't get it, "Mah Funneh" is actually a reference to my sense of humor...think 'my funny' with a fake southern accent. I didn't say Mah Funneh was ACTUALLY funny. Heh.