Imperial

The Hubbs just came bounding down the stairs and barged into my home office with a huge grin on his face.  The reason goes something like this, and I may be paraphrasing a bit:

The Princess is sitting at the kitchen table, eating her peas like a good girl.  And humming The Imperial March from Star Wars.

He was on the verge of tears, and his impression was priceless.

Happy Monday, y'all.  May the force be with you.