I woke up one day last week, and Isaac expected me to go out back and build him an Imperial Tie Fighter. At first I played along, but then it became obvious that he was not playing. He wanted an Imperial Tie Figther, and I was the one to build it. It was nice to think that he believed in me that much. Sad it is to let him down.We are still trying to convince him that I do not have the required skills to build an Imperial Tie Fighter. I would have a difficult enough time with a treehouse. The all-perfect father is crumbling. Now, he will start to see me for who I really am, and hopefully I will be a reflection of the all-perfect Father.
