“And now, Frodo Baggins, your journey to the Dark Side is complete…”
The boys corrected me. Elrond isn’t dead, Frodo was aiming at something I couldn’t decipher, and Arwen had gone to get ginger ale because Vader had gotten injured (like in a Star Wars Lego cartoon they saw). But all the same, boys?!?!
I am an author and domestic engineer enjoying unbounded domesticity with the husband of my dreams, three fine brave rascally knight errants, seven lovely princesses-in-training, twelve chickens, an indoor cat, and an outdoor cat. And bees, coming soon.
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