Our eldest son has a way of catching us off-guard sometimes.
This past weekend, The Mister was working on the computer while our almost seven year old son was playing nearby with his Lego Star Wars figures and, since our son rarely stops talking, he was explaining his play scenario to his father.
"Luke and Leia are getting married," he informed The Mister.
"They can't get married, son. They're brother and sister," my husband replied.
"It's too late. Leia's pregnant."
Oh. My. God.