The night before Star Wars and all through the house…
Not a creature was sleeping (or barking) not even a mouse.
What’s better than Christmas morning?
Tomorrow is Star Wars movie time, tickets in hand, matching T-shirts ready to go. Finally. It’s. Almost. Here.
Tomorrow is the day. The only thing standing between us is sleep and counting sheep (or storm troopers). So, night, night.
The force, and the anticipation of bliss, awaits.