Darth Dada

Today, when Troy woke up from his nap, I was watching the baby monitor. He was throwing pillows off the side of the bed and saying, “Uh, oh,” so I decided to try to freak him out a little bit. The baby monitor has a microphone button that allows you to talk through the camera into the room. So, I pressed the button and said in a very deep, James Earl Jones-like voice, “Troy...I am your father.” Troy stopped pushing the pillows off the bed, looked straight into the camera, smiled, and said, “Hi!”