Last night my nephew pulled out his lightsaber and challenged me to a duel. He seems to love to play with them even more now that he's seen the movies. He still pretends to be Darth Vader, but now he twirls around and jumps all over the place as he swings his lightsaber. Last night he pretended to fall with his lightsaber just out of reach.

He cried out, "My lightsaber. I can't reach my lightsaber." Then he tried to use the force to will it back into his hands. He concentrated hard, but nothing happened. He closed his eyes and concentrated harder, still the lightsaber didn't move. He tried harder, using every bit of concentration he could, when all of a sudden there was a loud rumble as he let one rip. PFFTTT!!!! His eyes flew wide open as he looked at me surprised, then we both started laughing.

I asked him, "Was that the force?"

He answered, "That's not the force. That's the 'fart'"